Love Unspoken

Alexander said, "Open your mouth."

Quinn looked at him, then at the bowl of food She subsequently parted her lips to take a spoonful of food. Thus, while Quinn fed the baby, Alexander fed her.

After the meal, Alexander intended to take her to the company, and she insisted on carrying the baby.

At this moment, Alexander seemed to realize that he had made a very erroneous decision.

He went too far in distracting her.

Now, Quinn stopped finding Orion, but nearly all her thoughts were on Peanut.

In the end, he agreed to let her take Peanut to the company.

As soon as they entered the office, Alexander called Walter over.

Before Walter could speak, he heard the sound of a baby. He instinctively turned his head to look.

As expected, Quinn was in the nearby lounge, engaging Peanut in play.

She bent over, stuck out her tongue, and made funny faces at the baby in the cradle, making the child giggle.

Walter's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Alexander. "Mr. Kennedy, what does this mean?"

Alexander replied, "Are you not going to take care of your son?"

Walter mused, "I'm swamped at the moment. Besides, it's not like I can take the baby to work, right?"

Alexander, flipping through documents calmly, said, "Then you can take him back."

Walter sighed, walked towards the lounge, and stared at the baby in the stroller for a while, his expression somewhat peculiar.

Quinn sensed something, glanced at him, and pushed the stroller out as if afraid he would take the baby.

Quinn went to sit on the sofa outside and continued playing with the child.

Walter's eyebrows subtly rose as if he had guessed something.

He smiled slightly, walked to Alexander, propped his hands on the desk, and said, "Mr. Kennedy, are you planning to adopt this child?"

Alexander paused, glanced at Walter, and said, "I can have my own."

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Walter asked, "Really? With Ms. Morgan?"

Alexander said, "Walter, if you don't want this child, I can find a place for him."

Walter let out a light chuckle. "Given Mr. Kennedy's generous nature, I should probably extend my thanks ahead of time."

Alexander said, "I really doubt if he is your biological son."

Walter said, "If he's not my biological son, could he be Mr. Kennedy's?"

Alexander followed with a laugh and said, "There's no need to hurry. The paternity test results will be out shortly. Then, we'll discover who the true father is."

Walter's smile faltered for a moment, but he swiftly masked it with his usual composure.

Walter said, "I really don't understand, Mr. Kennedy; why are you so concerned about who Peanut's father is?"

Alexander replied, "Some people fake their identities, infiltrating the Kennedy family. Naturally, I wonder if even things like a child's parentage could be fabricated."

The conversation between the two grew increasingly tense.

Walter stared at him intently, silent for a long time before he slowly spoke, "If some people regain their identities, they might take away certain things, like their family. Mr. Kennedy, I believe if it were you, you would do the same, right?" Alexander replied, "Of course, but only if I had the capability."

Quinn, hearing their murmured conversation, glanced over in confusion. Both men wore strange smiles that were not genuine.

Amidst the rising tension, Alexander received a call from Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn said, "Alexander, your father seems to have really gone missing."Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Alexander asked, "What do you mean?"

Kaitlyn said anxiously over the phone, "The police called, saying your father didn't leave Amber Bay. He went missing in Amber Bay." Alexander asked again, "Really? Do you have any leads?"

Kaitlyn said, "Not yet, but we found the last place he disappeared from. Guess where?"

Alexander didn't respond, waiting for her to continue.

Kaitlyn said, "It's his old villa, the house where he lived before he divorced Dorothy."