Love Unspoken

Upon laying eyes on Ruby, Getty's face turned sour. A surge of jealousy welled up within her. At the company,, she was the one who held sway over everyone, including Kyle. Yet, Ruby seemed impervious to her influence. Getty had always viewed Ruby and Quinn as her main competitors.

Ruby, however, appeared to disregard Getty entirely, not even deigning to give her a glance. This only served to stoke the fires of Getty's resentment.

"Alexander, why are you choosing her over me?" Getty voiced her protest.

Ruby finally acknowledged her. "If Getty could alleviate some of my workload, I would be more than pleased. Why not let Getty take the reins in this negotiation?" she proposed.

Getty was taken aback. She was clueless about the intricacies of the business. 'Negotiate what?' she pondered.

Alexander rose from his seat, reaching out to affectionately tousle Getty's hair. "Enough with the complaints. You should rest at home. I'll be back in three days."

Getty pouted, shooting Ruby a disgruntled look. Ruby returned her gaze with a professional smile, unwavering. She was a challenge unlike any Getty had ever encountered.

Without further delay, Alexander exited the room, with Ruby trailing behind him.

Getty turned to Kyle, her annoyance evident. "Why aren't you accompanying them?"

"There's no need for me to go," Kyle responded succinctly.

Getty's frown deepened, her vexation intensifying. "So, it's just the two of them on this business trip?"

Kyle confirmed with a nod. "Exactly."

"That vixen," Getty muttered under her breath.

People often prey on the weak while steering clear of the strong. Getty wouldn't dare to confront Ruby directly. Ruby's exceptional business acumen was highly regarded by Alexander, and without a substantial reason, even Alexander wouldn't take her side.

Kyle's eyelid twitched involuntarily, prompting him to give Getty a second glance. Each time he saw her, he questioned Alexander's taste. Here was a woman who seemed oblivious to her own limitations. There were countless more appealing women out there, yet she had managed to capture Alexander's attention. He had to concede that Ruby was a superior choice.

However, if Alexander ended up with Ruby, Quinn wouldn't stand a chance.

Having collaborated with Ruby for an extended period, Kyle was well aware of her exceptional intelligence and emotional acuity. Not even the craftiest fox could outwit her.

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Perhaps Getty's "vixen" comment wasn't entirely off the mark.

Alexander had been away for three days, coinciding with Quinn's confinement for the same duration.

Fear was the least of Quinn's worries. Any ordinary person would be overwhelmed by hunger after a single day, let alone Quinn in her weakened state.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

By the second day, she had collapsed in the dark, confined space, losing consciousness.

Upon regaining consciousness, Quinn slowly opened her eyes, struggling to focus. The gnawing hunger she had experienced before fainting had subsided, but she found herself unable to move.

She shook her head, attempting to dispel the fog clouding her mind, and squinted against the harsh light. This was not the familiar surroundings of her bedroom.

A sudden wave of panic washed over her. Quinn tried to rise, only to find herself bound. Looking down, she discovered her wrists and ankles were securely tied to a chair.

She strained against her restraints, but the ropes were tied too tightly. Despite the raw abrasions on her wrists and ankles, she couldn't break free.

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But who could have done this?

Quinn scanned the silent room, unable to detect any sound.

If not for the sound of her own breathing, she would have feared she had lost her hearing.

On the other side of town, Alexander returned from his business trip and made a beeline for the storeroom.

As he approached the door, he was met with the sight of a damaged and unstable door.

Light filtered through the doorframe, revealing a scene shrouded in dust, save for a clean circle, as if deliberately etched into the grime.

From that clear patch on the floor, Quinn's huddled figure was discernible.