Love Unspoken

Alexander pivoted, confronting Getty's look of surprise. "What's truly transpiring here?" he inquired.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Getty gathered her composure, her arms snaking around his waist. "I simply missed you," she confessed.

His stare pierced her, a silent weight heavy with unspoken words.

Overwhelmed by guilt, Getty averted her gaze, her words tumbling out in a stutter. "I was merely concerned for you, fearful you might be in some trouble, and, oh―"

She delved into her purse, extracting a card. "Accept this," she offered.

Alexander's gaze flickered over the bank card, but he made no move to accept it.

"I've sold my unused items, such as clothing and handbags, even the cars ver drove. I'm in the process of having the house appra ised; once it's sold, the proceeds will be deposited onto this card," Getty elucidated. "The house alone could garner around $8 million. Including everything else, the total could reach nearly $200 million. And then there's my most recent paycheck..."

"Getty," Alexander interjected, halting her mid-sentence.

She stilled, her eyes wide with bewilderment as she gazed at him. "What's wrong?"

Alexander gently took the card from her grasp, sliding it back into her jacket pocket. "This isn't necessary."

"Is it because the amount is too small?" she ventured hesitantly.

He released a soft sigh, turning his back to her as his gaze settled on the distant, cloud-laden horizon. "I have no need for it."

"But how can you not need it?"

"What kind of man do you perceive me to be?" he challenged.

Getty was at a loss. He was neither purely virtuous nor entirely wicked, always cloaked in a veil of mystery.

What attracted her to him was his unique charisma and the confidence to navigate any situation-essentially, the bearing of a formidable individual, a trait few women could resist.

His mere existence was captivating.

Getty remained silent for a prolonged period before Alexander swiveled back to face her. "Even if such a day were to arrive, do you genuinely believe I would require a woman to settle my debts?" His words sent her thoughts spiraling, particularly his initial statement.

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"What do you mean by 'if that day ever comes'?" Did this imply that everything he had previously stated was fabricated? "What...what do you mean?"

He offered no clarification, instead tenderly fastening her coat. "Return home, I'll visit you later."

Getty's spirits soared at his words, pushing his previous comments to the back of her mind. "Very well, but make it soon."

"I'll endeavor to do so."

She climbed into her car with a slight pout, and before driving off, she leaned out the window to bid him farewell.

Her sole purpose had been to discern Alexander's feelings, as his words from the previous night had left her restless and fraught with uncertainty.

Reassured by his response, Getty's heart surged with renewed vitality.

Once Getty had departed, Alexander set off for the Kennedys residence.

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Upon entering the deserted living room, he didn't hesitate but proceeded directly upstairs to the study. He pushed open the door without knocking and stepped inside. Wayne was lounging on the sofa, sipping tea, appearing surprisingly at ease compared to his earlier state of frenzy.

Upon seeing Alexander, a smirk tinged with mockery graced his lips. "I thought Chairman Alexander had more pressing matters and wouldn't deign to visit this insignificant place. What brings you back?" Alexander took a seat opposite him, disregarding the taunt. "I have some inquiries that I hoped Father could shed light on."

Wayne placed his teacup down, leaning back with an air of indifference. "Now that you're the Chairman, what could possibly be so perplexing that even a retired old man like me would be privy to?"

Unfazed, Alexander persisted, "Even a Chairman doesn't possess all the answers. Particularly when it comes to comprehending why a father, who once held him in high regard, would abruptly turn against him. After all, I'm no clairvoyant, am I?" Wayne paused, his expression momentarily souring.

"Do you truly have the audacity to ask? Perhaps you should first elucidate the whole Valerie situation?"

Wayne released a self-deprecating chuckle, "I went to great lengths to raise you, handed you shares, and this is how you repay your old man? ver saw it coming. After all the effort I've invested, you turn out to be an ungrateful son." Alexander's gaze remained steady on him, then he suddenly burst into laughter, "You know that's not what I'm referring to."