There was a certain charm to adorable things; they had a knack for soothing the soul.


    "I''ll send this ount to you. It''s full of things like this for you to watch," he generously offered.


    Quinn, in response, produced her phone and they promptly followed each other on social media. After the ount was shared, he rose to his feet, dering, "Well, I should be on my way now."


    As he prepared to depart, Quinn picked up another note that bore a simple "Goodbye" and acknowledged him with a nod. He responded with a warm smile, collected his medical bag, and made his exit.Original from N?velDrama.Org.


    Quinn began to scroll through the videos, feeling the weight in her heart lighten slightly. A thought crossed her mind, prompting her to message Nichs to inquire about Juliet''s situation. However, her message was met with silence; Nichs did not respond.


    With a sigh, she lowered her gaze once more, immersing herself in the videos sent by the doctor. She was so engrossed that she didn''t notice the arrival of another visitor until a shadow loomed over her. Startled, she looked up and her hand jerked in surprise, causing her phone to tumble onto the floor. Instinctively, she recoiled, her eyes wide with rm. The visitor was none other than Walter.


    "What''s troubling you, Quinn?" Walter''s voice was smooth and polite. If it weren''t for his past cruelties-hisughter as he mmed her head against a door-she might have mistaken him for someone else.


    She clutched the arm of the sofa, her shoulders trembling. "Are you not feeling well?" Walter asked, his tone soft. He reached out to touch Quinn''s forehead, but the action startled her so much that she forcefully pushed his hand away and rolled off the sofa.


    Ignoring the pain in her knees, she scrambled to her feet and dashed into the nearest room. Walter watched her flee, a chuckle escaping his lips at her rabbit-like retreat.


    Quinn rushed into the room, locked the door behind her, and leaned against it, panting heavily. Walter, however, made no move to follow her. His attention was diverted by the return of Alexander.


    He turned to see the neer standing in the doorway. "Alexander, it seems I''ve arrived just in time."


    Alexander''s gaze lingered on him briefly before shifting to the TV, which was still broadcasting the news. Quinn, however, was nowhere in sight.


    "What do you want?" Alexander asked, his face devoid of emotion.


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    "It''s nothing much. I''ve been trying to reach you, but your phone''s always busy. I had no choice but toe here in person."


    "And?"


    "I wanted to discuss some investment opportunities with you. You know..." Walter began, but was interrupted by the ringing of Alexander''s phone.


    Alexander pulled out his phone, nced at the caller ID, and then shot Walter a quick look. Walter''s face remained impassive, his perpetual smirk giving nothing away.


    Alexander answered the call in front of him. Wayne''s furious voice came through, "Where are you right now?"


    "At home."


    "I don''t care where you are. Get back here immediately, do you hear me? Right now!"


    Alexander responded calmly, seemingly unaffected by Wayne''s anger, "Alright."


    "Was that your dad?"


    After hanging up, Alexander grunted a confirmation, "Walter, it looks like you''ll have toe back with me." "What happened?"


    Alexander''s mouth curved into a sardonic smile, "Isn''t it obvious? No need to pretend. Let''s go."


    Walter pondered for a moment before following him. As he did so, he seemed to sense something and looked back at the room. The door was ajar, with a pair of startled eyes peeking through the gap. As Walter turned his head back, the door hurriedly shut. Walter raised an eyebrow and met Alexander''s probing stare as he withdrew his gaze.