Several pairs of eyes bore into Getty's back, their collective gaze making her flush with embarrassment. It was a
experience for her, this public humiliation, especially in front of Quinn. The roles were usually reversed,
with Quinn being the one in the spotlight of discomfort. Getty found herself wondering what had transpired in
recent days that had led to this unexpected role reversal.
Alexander inhaled deeply, his gaze icy as he stared down at Getty. His voice was frosty as he enunciated each
word with deliberate precision. "Getty, leave. | won't repeat myself."
Getty met his gaze, the cold ruthlessness in his eyes causing a surge of anxiety within her. She had a sinking
feeling that if she dared to defy Alexander again, he would sever their relationship without a second thought.
Mute with fear, she clutched her bag tightly, swallowing down her grievances and the sting of injustice. Rising to
her feet, she cast one last affectionate glance at Alexander before making her exit, her departure a pitiful sight.
Quinn watched Getty's retreating figure with a puzzled expression. She turned to Walter, her eyes questioning.
Walter merely chuckled in response. "It's none of your business. Are you hungry?"
It was only then that Quinn remembered her original purpose. She patted her stomach, nodding in affirmation of
her hunger.
"Then let's eat," Walter suggested, "Don't dwell on those messy matters. Even if you figure it out, you won't
remember it anyway."
Quinn hesitated. Walter's words, though true, filled her with a sense of melancholy. Every day, she woke up with
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and reality was a constant companion. Every day, she questioned her place in the world, feeling alienated from
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Seeing her lost in thought, Walter waved his hand in front of her face. "What are you thinking? | told you not to
think about it."
Quinn snapped out of her reverie, casting a complicated glance at Walter.
As she lifted her gaze, she caught sight of Alexander not far off. His blue eyes were trained on her and Walter,
his expression unreadable. Yet, Quinn felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. She quickly averted her gaze and
made her way to the dining room.
The food on the table was still warm, and Walter had barely touched his meal. Most of the dishes remained
untouched. Ms. Miller invited her to eat, clearing away the dishes that Walter had used. Alexander, meanwhile,
had retreated upstairs.
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