Love Unspoken

Chapter 1478 "Abigail, just getting here to eat?" Oliver asked, glancing over at Elliot. "This guy looks familiar." "Yeah, we just cfrom an art show and decided to grab a bite. What about you? Meeting a client?" Abigail replied.

Oliver nodded, still eyeing Elliot. Suddenly, it clicked. "Is he the one who was with you at the Savoy family thing last time?" Last tat the Savoy family, Oliver had kept an eye on Abigail, worried she might stir up trouble, and he remembered who she was with. Abigail pulled Elliot closer, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. Elliot, being a bit taller, made the whole thing look a bit awkward. "Yeah, it's him," Abigail said, pointing at Elliot.

Oliver's smile widened at their closeness. "Boyfriend?" he asked.

Abigail was about to deny it but then changed her mind. "Yeah, isn't it obvious?" Oliver nodded. "I can see that. You two seem to get along. How old are you?" "24," Elliot answered.

Abigail turned to him. "Didn't you say 23 last time?" Elliot chuckled. "In two months, I'll be 24." Abigail looked back at Oliver. "So, what do you think of him?" Oliver had already sized up Elliot a few times. "He's good, but there's quite an age gap between you two." "Seriously? Isn't the gap between you and Natalia even bigger?" Abigail shot back.

Oliver sighed. "Alright, I won't bug you. Since you have a boyfriend now, bring him hsometto meet Alvin, so he stops nagging me." Since Oliver and Abigail had been close since they were kids, Alvin thought Oliver could convince Abigail to settle down.

"No problem, I'll bring him htomorrow. Just have the food ready!" Abigail said.

"Fine. I'll let Dad know," Oliver replied.

Abigail nodded. "Yeah, tell him. We'll definitely ctomorrow." "Alright, I'm off then," Oliver said, heading back to his car.

Once Oliver's car drove away, Abigail finally let go of Elliot. "Elliot, I need your help tomorrow." "Okay," Elliot agreed without hesitation.

Abigail grinned. "Great, I'll treat you to dinner tonight as a thank you in advance." She had to deal with her family first. As long as Alvin knew she had a boyfriend, he wouldn't push her to go on blind dates, at least for a while. And since Elliot was young, she could use the excuse of waiting until he was older to get married. Perfect plan! That evening, Alexander cback.

Quinn was on the bed, trying to get Sprout to sleep, her mind elsewhere. She didn't notice Alexander coming in. Brandy sat up on the bed, excitedly calling out, "Daddy," snapping Quinn back to reality.

Alexander, dressed in a black suit, walked in, very noticeable.

"You're back," Quinn said.

Alexander nodded. "Yeah, why aren't you asleep yet?" He sat down next to her. Sprout was about to fall asleep, but Brandy's excitement made his eyes pop open again.

He stared at Alexander, calling out, "Dada." Alexander smiled slightly and reached out to touch his cheek.

Quinn looked Alexander over. His face was pale, like he had lost a lot of blood, and she could faintly see the veins under his forehead.

She frowned and reached out to touch his cheek. "What's wrong with you? You look terrible." "Didn't sleep well. Go to bed. I'll take a shower," Alexander replied.

Before Quinn could say anything, he was already on his feet. "I'll go to the next room." Quinn wanted to say something but held back, continuing to coax Sprout to sleep.

Brandy had already climbed up, seemingly waiting for Alexander to cback.

"Brandy, go to sleep. It's late. Daddy's sleeping in the next room tonight. Let him rest, and we won't disturb him," Quinn said.

Brandy tilted her head, processing her words, then obediently nodded and slid under the covers. Quinn patted Sprout's back, trying to get him to sleep.

Sprout's earlier sleepiness was gone, and she had to start over, taking about half an hour to get him to sleep.

After both kids were finally asleep, Quinn turned off the light and left the bedroom.

As expected, Alexander didn't cback after his shower; he went to the study.

Quinn went to the study door, knocked, and then pushed it open.

Alexander was inside, organizing sdocuments. Quinn hesitated before walking over. "What are you doing?" Alexander was busy with the documents and didn't look at Quinn. "Just sold papers." "Need my help?" Quinn offered.

Alexander refused directly, "No. Go to sleep." Quinn wanted to ask Alexander what was going on, but seeing him so busy, she gave up. She stood by, watching him organize.

These documents seemed to be from other companies. Why was Alexander organizing them?

He wasn't working anymore and Yo didn't have a company. These should be useless. "Are you giving these to someone?" Quinn suddenly asked. "To Landon." Quinn was stunned and fell silent.

Alexander paused, looking up at her. "Didn't I tell you to go to sleep? Why are you still standing here?" Quinn stared at him for a while before saying, "What are you two planning?"

Alexander chuckled. "What could I be planning with him? He needs these things, and I'm just giving them to him. What he does with them is none of my business." It was part of a deal they had discussed over the phone. Giving these things to him would complete the transaction.

Quinn remembered what Abigail had said before and couldn't help but worry.

She grabbed Alexander's arm, looking at him seriously. "Alexander, since we're back here, let's leave the past behind and start fresh. We don't need to earn more money; we have enough now. Don't do anything else. Let's just live a good life as a family of four, okay?" Alexander looked at her intently for a long tbefore holding her hand.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything. Trust me," Alexander promised.