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Love Unspoken

Oliver mulled over the situation before finally voicing his thoughts. “I’ll approach Alexander. If he consents to back off, we might be able to untangle this mess.” He was acutely aware of the larger implications. If they continued to fixate on the sabotaged akes and persistently clashed with Alexander, they would ultimately be the ones to bear the brunt of the fallout.

After all, it was Abigail who had struck someone with her car. Alexander was the one holding all the aces. The most intelligent course of action was to appeal to his better nature and ask him to let the matter slide,

Mr. Vanderbilt responded with a solemn nod. “That’s our only recourse at this point. You have a good rapport with him. Try to convince him.”

“Alright.” Oliver cast a glance back at Abigail. She appeared deflated, likely intending to maintain a low profile for the foreseeable future.

Quinn had scoured every corner of the internet. It was awash with criticism against Abigail. The online vitriol was palpable. A typical car accident might trend for a day or two before fading into oblivion.

But Abigail’s crash was a different beast altogether. As a heiress embroiled in a severe accident, the incident was a magnet for sensation-seeking bloggers and the green-eyed masses. The incident had exploded within hours, spiraling out of control.

In the midst of the online uproar, Quinn found no inkling of Abigail’s fate. She couldn’t resist sending Abigail a message, but received no response. She dared not seek her out in person, fearful that Alexander’s wrath might exacerbate the situation. Quinn felt powerless, confined to her home, consumed by worry.

At the office, Kyle relayed the incident.

“With the current state of affairs, it’s impossible to keep this under wraps. The authorities will inevitably intervene, and it’s highly likely that Abigail will end up behind bars.”

Alexander nonchalantly flipped through a file. “And the two thugs?”

“Eliminated, reduced to ashes.”

“Understood. You may leave.”

Kyle nodded and cast a glance towards the cubicle area. Getty was injured and recuperating at home. Her absence lent a refreshing change to the office atmosphere.

He never would have surmised that Alexander would retaliate against Abigail for Getty’s sake. Abigail had merely slapped Getty once, but Alexander had harbored a grudge for an extended period. Clearly, Getty held more significance in Alexander’s life than Kyle had initially perceived.

Getty was ecstatic. She had assumed that Alexander wouldn’t defend her, but he had made a significant

move on her behalf. If she were not currently incapacitated, she would have rushed to the office to

shower him with affection.

Instead, she resorted to posting on her social media, captioning her picture with, “Those who love you will love you in their own way.”

Getty’s friend list was extensive. Being in close proximity to Alexander, she had virtually added everyone from his circle. And since they mostly shared mutual friends, once one person liked her post, it would be visible to everyone.

Many were aware of the incident where Alexander had coerced Abigail into apologizing to Getty for slapping her at The Cube. Now, with Abigail’s major mishap, Getty’s new post had everyone speculating about the situation.

Her post instantly set minds racing.

Quinn was among those who had access to Getty’s posts. Getty kept Quinn in her circle, primarily to flaunt her joyous moments. However, Quinn and Getty didn’t share many mutual friends, so she could only view a handful of comments.

For instance, Spencer: “I’ll be da**d.”

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Last Night’s Dream: “Getty is y new idol!”

Ryan: “What’s happening? I go abroad for a few days and can’t keep up with you guys.”

Quinn exited her social media app, her gaze dropping solemnly.

So, he had done that for Getty. She had previously worked at Abigail’s store, and Alexander had never had an issue with Abigail. However, ever since Abigail had slapped Getty, Alexander’s demeanor had shifted. And with Abigail’s recent faux pas, it seemed he was settling old scores.

Quinn’s defiance had merely ignited Alexander’s thirst for revenge.