Love Unspoken

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Chapter 1337 Freya strolled out of the pharmacy and stuck her hand out towards Walter.

Walter eyed her fingers, then her face. He was totally clueless about what she wanted this time. Freya said, "Eighty-five bucks, just giveeighty." He just stared at her, not saying a word.

Freya, getting impatient, snapped, "You seriously won't even giveeighty bucks?" That was her day's pay. Without Walter's two hundred grand, she had to pinch every penny.

Her brain was all about money; every thought was about cash.

She'd do anything to make money, even work at a nightclub. But they didn't want her.

She'd tried getting a job at a fancy nightclub before, but she couldn't even get past the bouncer.

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She could get into the mid to low-end clubs, but they didn't want her 'cause she had a kid, or 'cause she'd given birth.

She couldn't go to the bottom-tier places 'cause the clients there were old dudes and low-wage workers, and the pay sucked. A hundred bucks a pop, with thirty bucks taken out, was a no-go for her. She'd rather sweep the streets. While she was lost in thought, Walter said, "I transferred it." Freya snapped back to reality, grabbed her phone, and saw a notification on Facebook. She tapped it and saw it was exactly eighty bucks, not a cent more.

Looked like Walter wasn't doing too hot after leaving the Kennedy Group, being so tight with money.

They plopped down on the steps outside the pharmacy. Freya rolled up his sleeve and saw a long cut on his arm, with a big ol' bloodstain.

The blood had started to clot, but it was still oozing a bit.

After a quick disinfection and bandaging, Freya suddenly thought, 'Why didn't I just let the doc inside the pharmacy do this?' But since she already bought the supplies, asking now would be dumb.

After bandaging Walter's arm, she looked at him again, asking, "Any other injuries?" Walter pulled down his sleeve. "Nope." Freya stuffed the leftover items in her pocket, saving them for later.

"Can we go find Peanut now?" she asked.

Standing up from the steps, Walter asked, "If we go straight to Getty, you think she'll admit it?" "What should we do then?" Freya asked.

"Wait," Walter said calmly.

"How long? Peanut won't be in danger, right?" Freya asked, feeling uneasy.

Walter ignored her and headed straight to the car. Freya quickly followed.

After getting in the car, Walter drove them to the police station to report the incident.

Freya didn't get what he was up to but went in with him anyway.

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They'd made quite an impression at the police station before, so as soon as they arrived, they were recognized.

A cop cup and asked, "What brings you two here?"

Walter said, "Our kid's missing. We need to file a report the content is to file a on novelenglish.net!

The cop gave him a weird look, clearly thinking he might've lost the kid on purpose and was now prétending to report it. "When did it happen?" the cop asked.

"Last night at ten-thirty," Walter replied.

"Where?" the cop asked again.

"On the pedestrian street," Walter answered.

The cop took his report and told him to wait for news.

After they left, the cops immediately started looking for the kid. If Walter had indeed lost the e kid gn purpose, they could arrest him for investigation. After stepping out, Walter paused and looked back at Freya, who was trailing him. "You're still following me?"

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