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Love Unspoken

Chapter 1303
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Chapter 1303 "Walter said it. How the heck am I supposed to get any of this?" Quinn groaned. First day on the job and she was already wiped out. Kyle gave a sheepish grin. "Takes a minute to get used to. You'll figure it out." Switching gears, he added, "But hey, looks like Walter's not totally useless. If you let him show you the ropes, you might catch on quicker." Quinn shot him a puzzled look. "Why are you defending him?" Kyle shrugged, "Just being real. Think about it, you hired the guy. If you don't let him do anything, he's just gonna be lurking around. Might as well put him to work." Quinn stared at him, feeling out of sync. Did they always put business before feelings? Seeing her expression, Kyle awkwardly scratched his neck. "Just my two cents. It's your call." Quinn nodded. "Yeah, I get it." "If that's all, I'll bounce," Kyle said.

"Sure," Quinn replied.

Kyle headed out. Outside, Walter was still sweeping the floor. He'd shown up in a decent suit, but sweeping in it looked kinda silly.

The floor wasn't even dirty. After all that sweeping, he'd only gathered a bit of dust.

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Kyle glanced at him but didn't say anything, just walked past him to the elevator.

Quinn looked at the mountain of paperwork on her desk, feeling a massive headache coming on. It wasn't just the documents; it was also the unexpected baby news. She instinctively placed a hand on her lower belly.

It didn't feel any different from the last two times. She couldn't sense the little life inside at all.

The last two times, she hadn't had a chance to feel their presence, and now it was the same. It felt unreal, like the baby was just a dream or her imagination. "Ms. Mellon, the floor's clean. Anything else?" Walter asked.

He walked in with a broom, grinning as he approached Quinn. The way he said "Ms. Mellon" had a mocking edge to it.

Probably because she felt out of her depth, her skills didn't match her position, making her feel insecure.

Quinn stared at Walter for a long moment.

"Walter, be straight with me. Why are you really working here?" Quinn finally asked.

Before he could answer, she added, "I want the truth." She looked at him intently, and Walter's smile faded a bit.

He was silent for a moment, casually picking up a document from the desk and flipping through it. After a while, he looked up and met her gaze. "Don't you already know?" he asked, making her heart skip a beat.

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Quinn avoided his gaze and said, "I saw Freya and a couple of at the hospital ago. Have you seen them?"

Walter's brow furrowed slightly, and he gave a faint smile. "What's that got to do with me?" "They're your wife and son," Quinn pointed out.

"And?" Walter said nonchalantly.

"What do you mean? Shouldn't you go see them?" Quint asked.