Love Unspoken
Chapter 1141

Quinn mulled over what Alexander had said last night and dropped her gaze. "I dunno."

Abigail shot her a suspicious look. "He didn't tag along to Sylvadora with you?"

"Nope," Quinn answered.

"Sweet!" Abigail cheered, clearly relieved. She might've hated Alexander, but she couldn't deny he freaked her out a bit too.

She wrapped Quinn in a hug. "Since he's not here, we can totally let loose. Go wherever we want."

Up ahead, Orion spun around and asked, "So, where to first?"

Abigail chimed in, "Duh, we gotta check out Sylvadora first. Once we've seen it all, we can figure out the next move."

"Never been here before," Orion noted.

The two of them started hashing out plans, while Quinn stayed quiet, not really into the convo.

She had no real destination; it didn't matter where they went.

After a long back-and-forth, Abigail told Orion to handle the plans and turned to Quinn.

"Quinn, you seem kinda off," Abigail observed.

Quinn snapped out of her daze and forced a smile. "Nah, just thinking about what fun stuff we can do."

"Let him handle it. Spill the tea on what you've been up to these past two years. I've always wondered how you faked your death and even tricked Alexander," Abigail said, eyes gleaming with curiosity. Quinn pressed her lips together. She really didn't wanna go there.

She and Walter had paid a steep price to fool Alexander for just two years. It was a crappy and failed plan.

Abigail's curious stare left Quinn no choice but to give a rough rundown of events.

But when she mentioned Walter, Abigail's curiosity spiked even more. "Hold up. What's the deal with you and Walter? Isn't he your sister's hubby? How many secrets are you hiding?" Orion was all ears too, not wanting to miss a thing.

Quinn suddenly felt tongue-tied. Explaining meant diving into a lot of old drama, but staying silent made them look at her even weirder.

Finally, Quinn decided to switch gears. "I'll fill you in later. What's been happening in Amber Bay?"

Abigail perked up again, shifting her position to face Quinn with one leg crossed.

"Girl, so much has gone down. Bet you haven't seen Kaitlyn's news, right? And you definitely don't know that Getty's actually part of the Kennedy clan."

Abigail animatedly spilled the latest gossip.

The more Quinn listened, the wider her eyes got. So, Alexander wasn't lying last night. He really had no ties to the Kennedy family?

Handing the company over to Getty was just giving it back to its rightful owner.

But that didn't seem like his style. He'd worked so hard to snag the Kennedy Group, only to hand it over in the end.

"So, what's up with Kaitlyn now?" Quinn asked.

Abigail shrugged. "No clue. She kinda brought it on herself. I kept tabs on her when she first got booted, but now no one cares. She might be dead in a ditch somewhere." She added, "Gotta admit, Getty's cold as ice. Once she kicked Kaitlyn out, she never looked back."

Orion chimed in, "Getty's barely keeping her own head above water. No way she has time for Kaitlyn."

Abigail nodded. "True that. She's in court every day, can't even handle her own mess."

As they chatted, they reached the hotel. Abigail and Orion went up to stash their stuff, then came back down for a meal and to rent a car for the afternoon.