"What are you implying?" Alexander''s voice cut through Getty''s rambling like a knife through butter, his tone icy and abrupt.Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    Getty found herself taken aback, her gaze fixated on the expressionless face of the man before her, her daydreams abruptly shattered."I was suggesting... now that you''re divorced, perhaps you might consider marrying me?" "Who told you about the divorce?"


    Alexander retorted, his question hanging in the air between them.Getty attempted to justify her assumptions. "Quinn said it herself just now. Besides, if you guys weren''t divorced, how could she possibly be out watching a movie with another man?"


    In Getty''s mind, Quinn was not the type to brazenly date another man while still married. Surely, she must have divorced before embarking on such a venture, right?


    However, instead of the confirmation she sought, Getty was met with a deepening scowl on Alexander''s face. Without uttering a word, he turned on his heel and began striding toward the parking lot, leaving a stunned Getty behind. For a moment, Getty remained rooted to the spot, her initial tion swiftly reced by a sinking feeling of dismay. She couldn''t fathom the idea of Quinn lying, and the thought was hard to swallow.


    Determined, Getty hurried after Alexander, catching his hand in hers and looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Alexander, I need to know the truth. Are you really divorced?""I''ve already rified my stance. What more do you want to hear?" Alexander responded, his tone dismissive.Getty''s heart ached. She yearned to hear confirmation of the divorce, and more importantly, she longed to hear Alexander promise to marry her. She had waited for this moment for what felt like an eternity.


    Her youth had been spent pining for this man, yearning for the day he would vow to make her his wife.


    Just as she dared to hope, Alexander''s cold dismissal felt like a bucket of ice water dousing her dreams. She couldn''t bear it.Alexander''s gaze bore into her, heavy and unreadable.


    After a few moments of silence, he finally spoke. "Enough of this. Get in the car."His response was as vague as ever, leaving Getty feeling choked up. She climbed into the car, her heart heavy. As she stared out into the dark night, resentment bubbled within her.


    She was left wondering whether Alexander was truly divorced, or if he had divorced but had no intention of marrying her.


    The mere thought of thetter possibility was suffocating. What had she meant to him all these years? Meanwhile, Orion brought Quinn to the pet base. However, as they approached, Orion sensed something amiss. The gate to the base was ajar, and an eerie silence hung in the air.


    The sweep of the car''s headlights revealed several vehicles parked within thepound.Orion mmed on the brakes, nearly sending a dazed Quinn flying from her seat. The seatbelt dug into her chest, leaving her gasping for breath. Before she could question Orion, he was already out of the car and sprinting towards the base.


    Sensing the urgency, Quinn quickly followed suit.As they entered the dimly lit base, the usual weing chorus of barking dogs was noticeably absent. The silence was deafening.Orion, fearing the worst, made a beeline for the sheds. However, before he could reach them, he noticed several shadowy figures looming near the cages."William, we''ve taken care of everything.""Are they all dead?""Yes, not a single one was left alive!"


    Orion''s legs gave way as he heard the chilling conversation. He copsed onto the cold ground, his voice trembling as he called out, "Dad..."The voices in the shadows fell silent. After a tense minute, several figures emerged from the darkness. Under the dim light, William''s face came into view. He approached Orion, whose face drained of color at the sight of the familiar figure."Is this what you''ve been busy with?" William''s voice was cold, his expression a mask of indifference and ruthlessness.