Love Unspoken

Helen reminded her to save money before leaving Amber Bay and figure out a way to leave.

"Quinn, what's on your mind?" Helen waved her hand in front of Quinn's face. "Don't be upset. Your salary will go up over time." Helen thought Quinn was upset about the low pay.

Quinn forced a smile. "I know, I'll work hard."

She still didn't know her salary. Kyle hadn't handled any of the onboarding or mentioned pay after bringing her over. Quinn wanted to ask Kyle about it.

After walking around for a bit, Helen sighed. "These clothes are so beautiful. I wonder when I can buy them freely." Quinn reassured her, "Soon."

Helen smiled. "You always know what to say. Done shopping?"

Quinn shook her head. "I want to go back."

She was exhausted and just wanted to sleep.

Helen suggested, "Let's go. I should head back too."

Helen linked arms with Quinn as they left the mall. "Now that you're here, I finally have a friend. The other two women in the department are married and busy with their kids. No one goes shopping with me."

She rambled on, saying how lonely it was working at this company.

Some colleagues pursued her, but Helen didn't want to date or get married. She enjoyed her freedom.

Quinn listened quietly, smiling.

Though Helen didn't have much money, Quinn saw the happiness she longed for in her.

At the roadside, Helen hailed a cab and asked if Quinn wanted to share.

Quinn declined since they were heading in different directions.

After Helen left, Quinn noticed the two bodyguards nearby.

They kept their distance but stayed within her sight, blending in when people were around.

Quinn was about to ask them to take her back to Regal Riverside when a black Maybach pulled up.

She recognized it as Alexander's car.

After a moment, she opened the door and got in.

"Did you have fun?" Alexander asked.

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Quinn looked at him. He was still in his black suit, just as he was in Getty's ward.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

A few hours ago, he was chatting with Getty in the same tone. Now he was asking her. It felt ironic.

Quinn looked away, buckled her seatbelt, and said, "Yes, I had fun."

"Then why the long face?" Alexander asked.

Quinn turned to look out the window, ignoring him.

Alexander started the car and drove off. They didn't speak, and the car was eerily quiet.

Suddenly, Quinn asked, "How much is my monthly salary now?"

Alexander's eyes flickered. "Why are you asking? Are you short on money?"

Quinn lowered her head, having spent no money.

Alexander had given her a card, but he had frozen it before, and she didn't know if it was unfrozen.

"No, just asking. I can't work for free, can I?" Quinn shot back.

Alexander chuckled. "How much do you want?"

It sounded more like he was asking how much money she wanted.

If she asked, he would transfer it immediately.

But the money was his, and he could freeze it anytime.

If she withdrew money often, he would notice. She didn't want his money.

If she earned her own, she could leave without attachments.

Alexander, not getting a response, stopped at a red light and looked at her.

Under his gaze, Quinn said softly, "Just pay me the normal employee salary."

"Normal employee?" Alexander raised an eyebrow. "For your position, the internship salary is at most four thousand dollars." Quinn looked at him in surprise.

"Too low?" Alexander asked.

"No." Quinn quickly looked away, afraid he'd see through her.

Alexander stared at her for a moment, then smiled. When the light turned green, he restarted the car.