Love Unspoken

Walter cooked up a sneaky plan with two angles. If Alexander was still kicking, he'd bait Sean and the crew over to off them and keep things hush-hush. If Alexander was toast, then no worries, no one would know about this. But his plan ultimately failed. Alexander was alive and kicking, and Sean didn't take the bait to the D.E Group's turf.

Moreover, he hadn't expected Quinn to overhear the whole scheme.

Quinn turned on her heel and walked out. Looked like Alexander knew the jig was up and wasn't gonna hide it anymore. He'd trapped her in the woods, lied about not finding a way out, and played the pity card to win her over. As for Walter, she still wasn't sure if Landon kidnapping her was his doing, but the tiger stunt had his fingerprints all over it.

Walter and Alexander had been at each other's throats since Las Veges, and the tension was still high.

Meanwhile, Walter had already rolled up to the D.E Group's HQ. He was sipping tea in the office with Alton Thornton, the big cheese of the D.E Group.

Walter leaned in, "So, you in or what?"

Alton mulled it over, then asked, "Can you really promise I'll take over all of Alistair's biz?"

Walter said with a grin, "Didn't I show you enough to prove it?"

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What Walter dangled in front of him was the golden ticket-info on buyers and clients. When Alton first saw it, he almost whipped out his phone to snap pics.

But Walter was no fool; he only showed a teaser. The other, more important part, he kept hidden.

Alton hesitated, still on the fence.

Even though Alistair was laying low, there was no sign of a major shake-up, and his crew was still around.

Walter picked up on his doubt and said, "Worried about his crew?"

"Worried? Nah. Just weighing if your offer's worth the gamble," Alton replied.

"You've been around long enough. Do you really trust his crew's loyalty? It's all about the Benjamins. Flash enough cash, and they'll jump ship," Walter said, all casual-like. Alton's eyebrow shot up.

Walter didn't feel like dragging it out. He stood up and said, "Think it over. If you're in, we're partners. If not, forget I was ever here. Later."

Alton jumped up and called out, "Hold up."

Walter paused, turned back with a grin. "Something else?"

Alton was quiet for a sec, then said, "I'm in, but I can only hand over these two guys. I don't want a big mess; I hate drama."

Walter's grin widened. "Looks like we're on the same page," he said. "I hate drama too."

"So, we good? I'll set up a meet with those two, and the rest is on you," Alton said.

"Deal," Walter said, extending his hand. Just as Alton was about to shake it, Walter pulled back.

Alton's hand grabbed air, his face went stiff, but before he could blow up, Walter smiled, extended his hand again, and said, "Happy partnership."