Quinn hit up Olivia to whip up some dinner at home and invited Abigail over. When Abigail heard Orion was getting back into his old gig, she didn''t give him any grief. Instead, she gave him a thumbs up. "Nice work, kid. Keep it up. I got faith in you," Abigail cheered.Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    "You''ve got a good eye. Too bad you never saw my old setup..." Orion''s face got all gloomy again. He poured himself a drink and said, "Forget it, let''s not go there."


    Orion wasn''t much of a drinker, but with him about to leave and all those memories of the poor animals, he just kept knocking them back.


    He wasn''t a heavy drinker; he was out cold after just a few sses.


    Quinn smirked.


    Abigail hauled him upstairs, found a room, and tossed him on the bed. She was crashing at Quinn''s ce most of the time now, waiting for the baby toe.


    The next day, Orion didn''t roll out of bed until noon, totally missing his morning ns, and had lunch instead.


    Casey had her stuff packed early. She didn''t have much, just the clothes Quinn had bought her recently, all fitting into a small suitcase.


    Orion took Casey and bounced. He still had to sneak back to grab some things and then head to Sylvadora.


    Watching them leave, Quinn felt a bit down.


    Suddenly, an arm draped over her shoulder. "What''s up? Don''t tell me you''re gonna miss them?" Abigail asked.


    Quinn turned to look at her, shaking her head slightly. "No, Casey told me about Alexander."


    Abigail was a bit surprised, her face getting serious. "You''re not thinking about going to Country H, are you?"


    Before Quinn could say anything, Abigail cut her off. "She only overheard a phone call; she didn''t see Alexander with her own eyes. Don''t take the risk. Think about the baby. If something happens to the baby and you don''t even find him, what will you do?"


    Abigail could guess that if Quinn failed to find Alexander and something happened to the baby, nothing could keep Quinn going.


    Abigail made a good point. Quinn was quiet for a long time, her fingers resting on her still-t belly. "I know."


    "Good. Even if you really want to go, wait until the baby is born. Don''t take any more risks," Abigail reminded her again. Quinn nodded slightly. That was her n too.


    If Alexander wasn''t dead, one more year wouldn''t make a difference. If he was in trouble, she wouldn''t be able to help anyway.


    At least she could have the baby in peace before confirming anything.


    The Kennedy Group''s overseaspany had been tanking since Kyle stepped in. In less than a month, word came that it couldn''t keep going.


    They hoped for help from the domestic side, but no luck there either. With the news of Getty''s arrest, the Kennedy Group totally fell apart.


    As for Getty, when the news from the overseaspany came, her sentence was handed down. The trial was just a formality.


    Kidnapping, incitement to assault, attempted murder, and embezzlement of public funds-she got life in prison.


    Getty couldn''t believe it. She always thought her status would get her out, that someone woulde to save her.


    In prison, Getty was brought to the visiting room. When she saw Quinn sitting there, she got super agitated and tried to rush over, but the guards held her back. They shoved her into a chair, and she stared daggers at Quinn across from her. It was almost winter now, and Quinn was bundled up in a brown coat.


    "What are you doing here? Are you here tough at me?" Getty asked, her eyes full of hate.


    Quinn looked at her calmly and thought for a moment. "Seems like the only reason I''d be here is tough at you."