"Walter gives me the feeling that he doesn''t like me and that he isn''t interested in The Kennedys'' business. It''s confusing. I just don''t know what he really wants," said Freya.


    Kaitlyn furrowed her brow and asked, with a hint of confusion in her voice, "What kind of nonsense are you spouting, Freya? Despite his supposed dislike for you, he married you and fathered your children? Doesn''t that speak volumes about his feelings? Perhaps you should seek professional help." She harbored suspicions that Freya might be grappling with postpartum depression.


    Freya''s emotions teetered precariously on the brink of copse. "Mom, don''t you believe me? I can sense whether or not he truly cares for me. Love can be feigned, you know."


    Kaitlyn fell into a contemtive silence, her previous certainty wavering in the face of Freya''s words. Walter had always imed to be an orphan, raised in an institution without thefort of parents. Yet, his demeanor seemed incongruous with such a background. They had investigated his past, and indeed, he had grown up in an orphanage. The director and his peers from the institution all vouched for him. This presented a contradiction. "Enough of this," Kaitlyn finally said. "If there were anything fishy about him, they would have surfaced by now. You''re spending too much time at home, overthinking things. Perhaps it''s time you returned to work."


    Freya bowed her head in silence..... Quinn handed the photocopied documents to Maria, who nced at her before instructing, "Take these to the conference room."


    Quinn remained stationary, clutching the papers.Maria''s irritation grew, and she shot Quinn a re. "What are you waiting for? Take them! If you''re not here to work, why bothering to the office?"Original from N?velDrama.Org.


    She had heard rumors of Alexander''s foul mood and had no desire to cross paths with him. After a moment of silence, Quinn scribbled on a piece of paper, "Where is the conference room?"Maria was taken aback. She nced between the note and Quinn, her expression one of shock.


    "Are you a dummy?" Maria blurted out.Quinn pressed her lips together and gave a faint nod.


    Maria was stunned, as were several other colleagues who now turned their astonished and perplexed gazes toward Quinn. Their stares felt like needles, each one pricking at her. It was as if her wounds were being slowly, painfully exposed for all to see. Every look seemed tobel Quinn as an outsider, an oddity akin to a zoo monkey meant for others'' amusement.


    "The conference room is down the hall to the left, just around the corner," someone kindly interjected.


    Quinn shot a grateful look at the good Samaritan before fleeing the office with the documents. However, she could still hear the echoes of the conversations behind her. "Why would thepany hire a dummy? How did she even get the job?"


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    "Do you really need to ask? She''s obviously pulled some strings. I just saw her cozying up to Walter. Could it be..."


    "Wouldn''t that be something? Even the VP''s getting in on the action, just like Alexander?"


    "Shh...keep it down, guys. The VP and Alexander are not the same, you know. Walter is married into his wife''s family... I doubt he''d dare do something like that."


    The group continued their chatter, but Quinn simply curled the corner of her mouth and tuned them out. She walked away, files in hand. Everyone knew about Walter''s wife. They seemed oblivious, however, to the fact that Alexander had a wife too.''Surely he thinks of me as a shame who shouldn''t appear in the public eye. Did Alexander bring me to thepany so that I''ll overhear these heart-piercing remarks?'' she wondered.


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