PopularNovelChapter 1318 She hit the doorbell once, and when no one answered, she just kept on pressing it like a maniac.
After what felt like a million times, the door finally creaked open.
Walter showed up in that sold dark red getup, hair all over the place, looking more like a street artist than sfancy big shot.
Seeing Quinn, he smirked and leaned against the door frlike he owned the place. "Couldn't stay away, huh? Cto begto cback to the company?" he teased.
Quinn gave him a once-over and said, "Cwith me. We gotta go somewhere." "Where to?" Walter asked, raising an eyebrow.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You'll find out when we get there," Quinn replied, all mysterious.
"Sounds like another one of your tricks. I'm not going," Walter scoffed and started to head back inside.
Quinn watched him walk away, and just as he was about to vanish, she blurted out, "Freya's at the police station. They want you to pick her up." Walter didn't even flinch. "Not my problem." "They want you to pick up Peanut," Quinn added.
Walter stopped dead in his tracks.
So, Walter ended up going. When they pulled up to the police station, he shot Quinn a serious look. "You're not planning to throwin jail, are you?" "If I could've done that, you'd be rotting in a cell by now," Quinn said, unbuckling her seatbelt and hopping out of the car. She wasn't worried about Walter bailing; if he did, it would just prove he had something to hide. Walter had this weird, unreadable smile on his face. He waited until Quinn was inside before finally getting out of the car.
Freya was slumped in a chair, looking totally wiped out. Quinn noticed a few more gray hairs in her messy locks.
A shadow fell over Freya, and she slowly looked up to meet Quinn's cold stare.
Freya gave a bitter smile. "It's been ages. Why do I feel like I'm seeing Alexander in you?" Quinn paused for a second, then said, "People change after they've been through a lot." "Yeah," Freya muttered, more to herself, her eyes losing their spark.
Gone was the timid, innocent look in Quinn's eyes. Now, they were just calm and indifferent.
Quinn wasn't the quiet girl she used to be; she was a full-grown adult now.
The tables had turned big time. Freya used to be the one looking down on Quinn, but now, it was the other way around.
Quinn didn't even need to show any emotion to make Freya feel like nothing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmQuinn turned her head as Walter strolled in. He walked over to her, his eyes landing on Peanut next to Freya.
The last the saw Peanut, it was dark, and he couldn't see much. This was his first real look at the kid. Peanut clung to Freya, fingers gripping her sleeve, head down just like hers.
The cop next to them explained the situation, asking Walter to take Peanut away.
Legally, he and Freya were still married. Her arrest was sudden, and you they hadn't gotten around to divorcing yet. Quinn glanced at Walter, who stayed silent.
He had a smile on his face, but it wasn't the sas before. Quinn couldn't figure out what it meant. It seemed like he was trying to hide his feelings, but it just made him look weird.
The cop said, "Take the kid. Freya's gotta stay here until we sort this out."
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