Without warning, Walter hurled an enigmatic object towards her, which found its mark in her arms. Startled, she instinctively caught it.


    Upon closer examination, she discovered it was a wallet. As she opened it, a gasp escaped her lips at the sight of the substantial amount of money it contained.


    Quinn stared at Walter, her eyes wide with bewilderment, unable toprehend his actions. A cryptic smile yed on Walter''s lips as he said, "Take it. You''re out of money now, right? Just remember to pay it back."


    Clutching the wallet, Quinn was torn between epting and rejecting his offer. She found herself reflecting on the night when Alexander had walked past her without a hint ofpassion, the ring red exmation mark on her phone screen, and the recent broadcast she had seen on television...


    Taking a deep breath, Quinn gripped the wallet tighter and exited the room. Walter watched her departure, his smile deepening.


    With the wallet in her possession, Quinn felt a surge of newfound confidence. She hailed a cab and headed straight for Thunderbird Canyon. Standing at the entrance, she gazed at the vi, taking several deep breaths before pressing the doorbell.


    The familiar chime of the bell stirred a bitter feeling within her; she had never envisioned a day when she would have to ring the bell to gain entry to this ce. Yet, there was no response. Quinn pressed the bell a few more times, but the silence from within remained unbroken. Could it be that he never returned?


    She pulled out her phone and saw Alexander''s number disyed on the screen. She hesitated before dialing, her heart yearning for a resolution. She was tired of the torment of uncertainty. If he wanted a divorce, then they should part ways cleanly.


    As she waited for the call to connect, her heartbeat echoed the rhythm of the ringing tone. But then she heard: "I''m sorry, the number you have dialed is currently busy..." He had disconnected her call.


    Quinn stood rooted to the spot, her phone clutched tightly in her hand at the Vi''s gate, uncertain of her next move. She was at a loss to understand Alexander''s intentions. After initiating a conversation about divorce, he had blocked her on Telegram and was now refusing her calls-what was his ultimate n?


    A sigh escaped Quinn''s lips as she dialed his number again, only for it to go straight to voicemail.


    For some reason, the word "coward" sprang to mind. She didn''t know where this thought had originated, but Alexander''s behavior seemed to reinforce the idea. Quinn felt that she had the courage to face the end of their marriage. Why was he-the instigator-now the one evading the issue?


    Quinn exhaled deeply, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within her. Did Alexander not love Getty enough, or was his pride too great to swallow? Was he determined to make things difficult for her?


    She hailed another cab and headed to the office. Upon her arrival, she was informed by Kyle that Alexander had been absent for three days. Quinn surveyed the empty office, a heavy sense of disappointment settling over her. She then exited the building.


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    Next, she took a cab to the Kennedy Residence. As she approached the Kennedys, a palpable tension hung in the air; the household staff were busily going about their tasks in hushed whispers.


    Before she could enter, the unmistakable sound of a baby''s cry reached her ears. It was Harold. She hesitated at the threshold, then stepped inside.


    "Alexander, please hand me little Alexander. This child is difficult to soothe," the nanny pleaded, on the verge of tears.


    Alexander had returned home the previous day and had spent his time ying with Harold. However, Harold seemed to resist his attempts at bonding. The baby had been calm before, but in Alexander''s arms, his cries only intensified. Quinn had initially thought it a coincidence, but the pattern continued.


    From her position at the entrance, Quinn watched as Alexander held the baby with a stern expression, his brow furrowed in apparent annoyance. The louder Harold cried, the tighter Alexander''s grip seemed to be, as if he was in a silentpetition with the newborn.


    Upon noticing Quinn''s arrival, the nanny''s face lit up, "Quinn is back!"Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.