Love Unspoken

Hearing Alexander's reasoning, a few people exchanged glances.

"Yeah, that's one of our concerns too. That's why we're here to ask if what Stanley said in his letter about you forging and altering the will is true," John said.

Alexander rubbed his temples and sighed. "Stanley left this letter and vanished, and it just happened to end up with you. Let's not even talk about the will right now; I'm starting to think this letter might be fake." "This is definitely Stanley's handwriting," John insisted.

Alexander shot back, "Handwriting can be forged. People can fake famous paintings, historical artifacts, even money. A letter is nothing.

"If you think Stanley's disappearance is my doing, or if you believe I altered the will, then find the evidence or the real will. Show me hard proof, and I'll face the consequences. But don't interrogate me here," Alexander added coldly. "I've already told you, this is just a routine inquiry, not an interrogation. We hope you'll cooperate," John said.

Alexander laughed. "If I wasn't cooperating, I wouldn't be sitting here wasting my time. I've said all I need to say. If you have more questions, talk to my lawyer."

Kyle had been watching from outside, feeling the tension and worrying for Alexander.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Kyle turned around quickly and saw it was Walter. He sighed in relief. "You scared me. What do you want?"

Walter glanced at the meeting room and smiled. "I heard Mr. Kennedy's in some trouble, so I came to check. How's it going?"

"I don't know," Kyle replied. He couldn't hear what was being said inside. Suddenly, he turned to Walter again and asked, "Is this your doing?"

Walter tilted his head. "Don't talk nonsense. Slander is illegal, Mr. Astor."

Kyle sneered. "Stop pretending. I know what kind of person you are."

'You and Landon are in cahoots!' Kyle thought.

Walter just smiled, his eyes fixed on Alexander's calm figure inside the meeting room.

After a while, he patted Kyle on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Kennedy won't go down that easily."

With that, Walter walked past Kyle and left.

Kyle glared at his back, then accused, "So it was you after all!"

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Walter didn't respond, just kept walking.

Kyle was fuming when the meeting room door suddenly opened, and Alexander walked out.

Alexander didn't look at Kyle, his whole demeanor icy, as he headed for the elevator.

Kyle didn't dare say anything and quickly followed him to the office.

Alexander tugged at his tie, finding it annoying, and then pulled it off, tossing it onto the desk.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, hands in his pockets, staring at the skyscrapers outside.

Kyle cautiously approached him. "Mr. Kennedy, what did they say?"

Alexander didn't speak.

After a long while, he turned to Kyle and instructed, "Send someone to investigate Stanley's whereabouts."

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Alexander's eyes flickered as he looked at the distant buildings. "If he's really missing, it's all the more reason for us to find him."

Kyle thought for a moment and nodded. "That letter of accusation, could it really have been written by Stanley?"

Alexander sneered. "Do you believe that?"

Kyle shook his head. "No, I don't. So, someone must have forged the letter and kidnapped Stanley. They planned to use the letter to get the police to find the real will."

"What do you mean by 'real will"?" Alexander gave him a cold look.

Kyle's eyes widened, and he quickly slapped himself. "Sorry, that was a slip of the tongue. I meant, they think there's another will, so when they couldn't find a breakthrough with Stanley, they resorted to this method." Kyle, eager to survive his boss's wrath, added, "In any case, they are bound to be disappointed. The will in your hands is the real will!"

Alexander leaned against the window, lit a cigarette, and watched the smoke drift out.

Seeing that Alexander had no other instructions, Kyle turned and left.

Meanwhile, Kaitlyn received an email from Mr. Walker.