Love Unspoken

Without raising his gaze, Alexander responded, "Of course. How else would we advance our scheme?" The man hesitated momentarily, then nodded in understanding. "I'll set up the transfer shortly," he affirmed. Alexander merely hummed in acknowledgment.

Upon departing the café, Freya dialed Walter's number. Since the upheaval at the company, he had been conspicuously absent. Days had passed without a glimpse of him. It took two tries to get through to him, but the sound of Walter's voice on the other end instantly brought a smile to Freya's face.

"Walter, where are you? Can we meet?" she asked.

Walter's voice, tinged with its usual hint of amusement, responded, "What's up? Is something amiss?"

She replied in a soft, plaintive tone, "Can't I seek you out if there's no trouble? But this time, there is an issue. It's about the projects. Find me, and I'll share some good news."

"Oh?" Walter's tone lifted playfully.

Freya frowned, puzzled. How could he maintain such tranquility amidst the chaos he'd created? Instead of displaying panic, he seemed entirely unruffled.

Pushing aside her doubts, she inquired over the phone, "Where are you right now? I'll come to you."

"I'm at the office. Come on over," he invited.

With a simple acknowledgment, Freya ended the call and headed straight for Land Group.

She didn't ascend to the office; the office was rife with prying eyes and ears, making certain discussions challenging. Instead, she called Walter to meet her downstairs.

In less than five minutes, Walter emerged from the building. He was attired in his usual business suit, his hair slightly curled at medium length, a gentle smile gracing his lips, looking every bit the prince from a fairy tale.

Even after two years of marriage, every time Freya saw him, her heart pounded as if it was their first encounter. A few days apart, and the sight of his serene face quickened her pulse even more.

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She yearned to see some desire in his eyes, a want for something. Those who desired nothing were the most challenging to manipulate.

Walter slid effortlessly into the passenger seat.

"What is it you wanted to tell me?" he asked, his smile still in place as he turned to look at Freya.

She stared at him for a few seconds before snapping back to reality. She reached out and took Walter's hand, "I came to console you, but you seem untroubled, so perhaps there's no need for unnecessary reassurances." Walter chuckled, "What could possibly be amiss?"

Freya's brow furrowed, "How can there be nothing wrong? I know the extent of the company's losses, and the media is nearly uncontrollable. Plus, those in the know are starting to sell off their stocks."

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Walter nodded, "Selling stocks now is indeed a wise choice."

"You... I'm talking about your financial situation, not just the stocks!" Freya was slightly exasperated, unsure if he was feigning ignorance or genuinely oblivious.

With an undisturbed calm, Walter withdrew his hand and smiled, "Go on, I'm listening."

Freya's hand fell to her side; a sinking feeling settled within her. She pushed aside the strange sensation in her heart and said, "I just wanted to tell you not to worry; I'm here to help." Walter's expression remained unchanged, his gentle smile still directed at her.

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