Love Unspoken

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The news struck Quinn like a bolt of ice, a penetrating chill seeping into her veins, numbing her to her core. She

found herself transfixed by the television, the echo of Alexander's ominous words reverberating in her mind.

"She won't have the chance." Quinn had harbored fears about what Alexander might do to Abigail, but the reality

was far more sinister than she could have imagined.

Abigail, miraculously unscathed, was now the unwitting architect of a disaster that threatened to pull her, and

the entire Vanderbilt family, into a whirlpool of scandal and disgrace. Alexander, meanwhile, was conspicuously

absent from the unfolding .

Back at the Vanderbilt estate, a sense of urgency pervaded the air as everyone was hastily recalled, Oliver

included. Abigail was a picture of desolation, slumped on the couch, her demeanor one of disorientation and

shock. Her voice, hoarse and choked with emotion, barely rose above a whisper.

When Oliver tried to engage her in conversation, her responses were disjointed, her words barely coherent. Upon

learning of Abigail's earlier encounter with Alexander, Oliver let out a deep sigh. "Abigail, I've warned you

repeatedly not to mess with Alexander, but you wouldn't heed my advice," he said, a note of resignation

creeping into his voice.

Abigail's face was ashen, her fingers trembling slightly. Despite her typically carefree and courageous demeanor,

she had never been responsible for a life lost. The horrifying image of the car plowing into the crowd, the

sickening crunch of bodies under the tires, replayed relentlessly in her mind. The mere thought of it stirred a

wave of nausea in her stomach, threatening to overwhelm her.

"The situation's spiraled out of control, the media is relentless, and sare even adding fuel to the fire. What

are we going to do?" Mrs. Vanderbilt asked, her voice laced with concern. "Find out who tampered with the car

and bring them to justice!" Mr. Vanderbilt declared, his tone resolute.

Oliver shook his head, saying, "It's futile. The video clearly shows Abigail driving into the crowd. Regardless of

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whether the victim survives or not, the media and the public won't accept any other narrative." He added,

"They'll accuse us of using our influence to scapegoat an innocent person."

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Upon hearing this, Mr. Vanderbilt's brow furrowed in deep thought. "Have we received a casualty list yet?" Oliver

nodded in affirmation. "Yes, those who perished didn't have significant backgrounds. Money can take care of it."

Mr. Vanderbilt exhaled a sigh of relief, thinking, "The value of a life is depressingly cheap these days." In their

world, a person's worth was determined by their status. A life lost in a car accident could be compensated with a

mere few hundred thousand dollars. If the bereaved families dared to protest, they could be silenced with half a

million or a million. Eventually, they would all fall silent. The immediate priority was to quell the media and

public outcry, to minimize the fallout as much as possible.

Abigail remained silent throughout the discussion. She had often heard Oliver describe Alexander as a man with

a vicious heart, a characterization she had neither experienced nor believed. To her, he was nothing more than a

lowlife, a scoundrel. Now, she understood the truth. Alexander was far from being a good man. He was ruthless.

From this point forward, Abigail would have to live with the unbearable guilt of having taken lives, a fate she

considered worse than death itself.

"I'll turn myself in," Abigail suddenly announced. "Have you lost your mind?" Oliver asked, his brow furrowing in

disbelief. "You had a brake failure. You didn't kill intentionally. Why would you turn yourself in?" Mr. Vanderbilt

chimed in. Abigail covered her face, her voice trembling as she said, "But it's still murder. | did it with my own

hands." She had been naive, and Alexander had imparted a brutal lesson through his ruthless actions. He could

have orchestrated her downfall in a thousand different ways if he had wanted to.

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Alexander is the illegitimate son who

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