Love Unspoken

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Patience had worn thin for Alexander, and his words cout as cold as ice. "How can you not know? You have a

fondness for dishwashing, don't you? Well, then, go wash them." Quinn's lips tightened, her gaze latching onto

him, probing for any hint that he was jesting.

Regrettably, he was not.'This man has a knack for holding grudges. The last t| disappeared for half a month,

toiling away at that steakhouse, washing dishes, he didn't even bother to check on me. Now, he's using it as

ammunition against me," Quinn mused.

At times, Quinn found herself envious of Getty. Despite her unofficial status, Getty was the recipient of

Alexander's fervent love.

Getty had the freedom to work when she pleased, even had the liberty to beca star if she so desired, and

Alexander would back her every step of the way.But Quinn? She was relegated to dishwashing. Quinn gave a

slight nod, as if in agreement.Alexander's countenance darkened. "It seems you genuinely take pleasure in that

job.""From this point forward, you'll be in charge of your own living expenses, including those of your maid," he

proclaimed, before making his way up the stairs.

A short while later, he descended the stairs in a different outfit and exited the villa.His departure after changing

clothes was unusual, suggesting that even rules could be bent.The following morning, Kyle arrived to escort

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Quinn to work.He drove her to a five-star restaurant, directly to the back kitchen, and handed her off to a rather

plump woman named Linda.

Kyle bestowed upon her a complicated look, advising, "Quinn, take care of yourself. If things bectoo difficult,

apologize to Alexander."Before Quinn could fully comprehend his implication, Kyle had already taken his leave.

Linda approached and gave her a tug.

"So, you're the new girl, huh? Get moving and wash those dishes. We need them out there! From now on, you're

on dish duty-be quick and don't dawdle, understood?"Quinn suddenly grasped what Kyle had meant. This wasn't

Alexander arranging employment for her. It was retribution. Yet, she was at a loss as to what she had done to

deserve it.'Perhaps it's because | interrupted his video call with Getty last night,’ she speculated.

As she pondered, Quinn approached the sink, where a multitude of plates awaited, and the bins on the floor were

brimming with more to come.In the bustling restaurant, a mountain of dishes was the norm.Linda outlined the

dishwashing procedures. She was to wash them three times, sterilize them, and if she broke one, it would cost

her between $100 to $500. Yet, Quinn's daily wage was a mere hundred and fifty dollars.

There was no tfor Quinn to quibble over the numbers or ruminate on the impending fatigue. She had to

provide for both herself and Juliet, so she steeled herself and got to work.Positioned by the sink with a dishcloth

in hand, she methodically cleaned each dish.

The hot water was relentless, and within an hour, her hands were blanched and beginning to prune.Quinn

yearned for gloves, but Linda was too preoccupied to heed her."Hurry up! If we run out of clean dishes, it's on

you. And your paycheck will diminish," Linda warned with a stern look before striding off.Biting her lip, Quinn had

no choice but to persist.

The lunch rush hit, and the pile of dirty dishes multiplied. Alone, Quinn couldn't keep pace. As the hours ticked

by, all ten of her fingers turned white and wrinkled, aching at the slightest touch. Linda kept pressuring her,

hastening her more, only adding to Quinn's disarray until her grip faltered, sending a plate crashing to the floor,

shattering.Linda didn't shout. She merely noted the broken dish in her ledger and said, "That's one. Clean it up

and keep washing."

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bregths)Srouching to pick up the

fragments, she was about to toss

them into the trash when someone

bumped into her in their haste.A

sharp pain lanced through her finger.

A deep cut on her ring finger began to

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