Love Unspoken

Chapter 1435 Zeke snapped the notebook shut and asked again, "Is Luke with you?" Alexander smirked, staying silent.

Zeke was torn. He pulled out a USB drive, stood up, and said, "I need to think. Go rest." With that, he left the room, almost like he was scared of what Alexander might demand next.

Zeke had nailed the fatherly image; even Aron and the others bought it.

But how much love could he really have for a son he barely knew? There were too many players and interests involved. Would Zeke really go against Aron just out of anger? Even Zeke probably didn't know, and his earlier silence said it all.

If Alexander were dead, Zeke would have enough ammo to go after Aron.

But Alexander was alive. He could help Zeke fight those people and keep Zeke's power intact.

The USB drive was a ticking tbomb; it had proof of Alexander kidnapping Luke, which could backfire. Unless Luke was safely back, they couldn't use it.

But would Zeke act then? No, he wouldn't. Neither would Aron. They'd weigh the pros and cons and downplay the whole thing. Alexander fiddled with the computer and opened a document. It was a file.

Name: Calvin Lynch.

Code Name: Obsidian Circle.

The photo showed a masked face, hiding his identity.

He was a lead, but he was also Quinn's brother.

Alexander closed the document and deleted it.

The day after Christmas, the weather cleared up, but the sky was still gloomy.

Abigail knocked on Quinn's door and asked if she wanted to grab a bite.

There was nothing to eat at home, so they had to go out and see if anything was open.

Quinn opened the door, dark circles under her eyes.

Abigail's jaw dropped. "You didn't sleep again? Must be that little rascal!" Sprout was part of it, but Quinn also had stuff on her mind, keeping her up.

"Are we going out?" she asked weakly.

Abigail hesitated. "How about I go and bring something back for you?" Quinn nodded but then grabbed Abigail. "Wait, I'll go with you." "Are you sure?" Abigail asked.

"No problem. I'll carry Sprout," Quinn said firmly.

She didn't want to stay halone, overthinking everything.

She bundled up Sprout and took him out.

Abigail drove around, but all the shops were closed. It was even quieter after Christmas.

After driving for over an hour, they finally found ssmall shops open in a remote area, and there were quite a few people.

Abigail parked the car and exclaimed, "Finally, sfood!" She had eaten two cups of instant noodles last night, but they didn't fill her up, and she was starving now.

She ran quickly, like she hadn't eaten in ages. When Quinn got out of the car with Sprout and a bunch of stuff, Abigail was already far ahead.

Quinn sighed and had just taken a few steps when a hand suddenly covered her mouth and nose.

Startled, Quinn didn't have tto react before a black bag was thrown over her head, and she was shoved into a car.

She clutched Sprout tightly, her mind racing, suspecting Aron and Luke were behind this.

She tried to stay calm, worried Sprout might wake up and make things worse.

She regretted bringing Sprout along.

But if they were targeting both her and Sprout, it wouldn't have been safe either way.

The car bumped along, and the kidnappers seemed surprised at how cooperative Quinn was.

From past experiences, she knew struggling only made things worse and wouldn't get her released.

It was better to think about how to save herself.

Since they chose to kidnap rather than kill, her life wasn't in immediate danger.

She couldn't see where they were taking her, but it felt like they had driven a long way.

Abigail cback to find Quinn gone, her face going pale.

She didn't even take the food the shopkeeper handed her and quickly ran back to the car, finding it empty.

She pulled out her phone and called three times, but no one answered.

Sweating with anxiety, she searched around for any sign of Quinn, asking people but getting no answers. Turning around, she suddenly saw a familiar figure and angrily rushed over.

"Landon!" she shouted.

Landon had just picked up a shoe from the ground when he was shoved. He stumbled and looked at her. "What are you doing?" Abigail noticed the shoe in Landon's hand-it was Sprout's! She grabbed Landon's collar. "Did you kidnap them?" Landon frowned. "Why would I kidnap them?"

Abigail stared at him, her fingers turning white from gripping his collar. "Landon, I thought you had changed, but youre shought but you're still the same. If anything happens to them, I won't let you off." Landon's lips curled slightly. "And what do you plan to do about it?" Abigail was momentarily stunned.

She pushed him away forcefully, her eyes filled with disappointment. "Was it really you?" Landon placed the shoe in Abigail's hand. "Use your brain." With that, he turned and left.

Abigail watched his back, filled with doubts. Could it really not be Landon? If it were Landon, he wouldn't have shown up in front of her.

Abigail couldn't think of anyone else and quickly got in the car, driving straight to dris/Estates, hoping to find Alexander. As the car stopped, Quinn was taken out. Apart from leaving Sprout's shoe, she hadn't thought of any other way.

She heard someone say, "Sir, we've brought her." Still confused, Quinn heard a strange voice, "I told you to invite her. This is how you do it?"

"That's how we usually..." The person didn't finish before being slapped to the ground. "Get out," the strange voice ordered. The bag was suddenly removed from Quinn's head, and the sudden light made her squint. After a moment, she opened her eyes.

The sight of a large mask startled her, and she instinctively took two steps back.

She then saw it was a person wearing a silver mask. "Who are you?" The person raised his hand slightly, and the surrounding subordinates retreated. Once they were alone, he reached for his mask and slowly removed it. Quinn stared at his well-defined fingers, her pupils gradually dilating.