Love Unspoken

Before Wayne's hand could make contact, Alexander intercepted it mid-air. Wayne's glare was a potent mix of fury and disbelief. "Are you revolting against me?" he demanded, his voice barely above a whisper.

A smirk tugged at the corners of Alexander's mouth as he responded with a calm that belied the tension in the room. "We are discussing work. Let's keep it professional and leave paternal tactics out of it," he said. He paused before adding, "I am not just the CEO of Lund Enterprises but also a shareholder. We are equals here. It's not quite appropriate for you to get physical."

Wayne, livid, spat out a curt response, "Fine, fine, fine!" He shook off Alexander's grip, his anger barely contained. "You want to talk work, then let's talk work!"

His voice took on a harsher tone as he continued, "You've caused such trouble for Lund Enterprises on your watch, and you think you can just walk away? I'm telling you, no way!" He pointed a finger at Alexander, "You want to resign? First, you fix the mess and get the company back on track. Then you can resign!"

Alexander merely raised an eyebrow, a chuckle escaping his lips. "Alright," he agreed, his nonchalance only serving to further irritate Wayne.

"Get out!" Wayne barked. Alexander, with a slight bow, turned and left the room. His actions were infuriatingly calm, his respect almost taunting in the face of the urgency that the situation warranted.

Once Alexander had left, Wayne began to pace the room, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. He couldn't understand why Alexander's calm demeanor aggravated him so much. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

The call connected quickly. Silence came from the other end, and with a drop in his demeanor and a complex look on his face, Wayne finally spoke, "What's up?"

"Hey, did you catch the news about Lund Enterprises?"

"Yeah, I saw it. So what?" Wayne responded, his voice barely a whisper.

The other person spoke again, "What, having second thoughts? Weren't you all in on this son?"

"I might have been mistaken," Wayne admitted.

"So what if you were? It's too late to go back."

Wayne slumped in his chair, staring up at the ceiling. A spark of determination suddenly appeared in his weary eyes, "No, there's still a chance."

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"I'm transferring my shares to you, along with Valerie's. Combined with your company, it's enough to kick him off the board."

The laughter came from the other end of the line, "Thinking of merging, are we?"

"What other choice do we have? The company needs to get through this crisis and at the same time, it's an opportunity to get him off the board." "Valerie, will she agree?"

Wayne replied with a snide chuckle, "Of course, she'll agree."

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An unspoken understanding passed between them. Silence filled the air as Wayne tossed the phone onto the desk and sighed deeply, closing his eyes. Despite placing a high value on Alexander, the kid had become increasingly insolent, to the point where he didn't even show respect for his own father. If he didn't get a rein in on his growing arrogance, the consequences would be dire.

Meanwhile, Alexander sat in his car, fingers grazing the steering wheel gently. After a short pause, he chuckled, removed the Bluetooth earpiece from his ear, and tossed it into the glove compartment haphazardly. He drove out of The Kennedys' estate and dialed Freya's number.

At the time, Freya was still by Kaitlyn's side. Kaitlyn was on the mend and her injuries weren't all that serious. She wouldn't really gamble with her life; she hadn't put her full force into the crash into the tree.

When Freya saw the call, she quickly stepped outside to answer. The voice that reached her from the phone caused Freya's pupils to constrict, and her hand shook as she gripped the phone. Alexander had returned to the Grand River Estate. Quinn was aimlessly picking at the scab on her knee, which was partly stuck to the bandage-hanging on by a thread, making her compulsions kick in. While she managed to knock off the edge of the scab, the center was still healing. When she applied a bit more force, she ended up tugging at the fresh wound beneath.

Hastily pressing the bandage against it, Quinn took several deep breaths. It took a couple of seconds to push past the pain.