Love Unspoken

Alexander frowned, striding into the room quickly. Once inside, it was empty, with nothing on the bed in the bedroom.

"What's going on?" Volume rubbed his eyes and hurriedly explained, "I was downstairs keeping watch; I didn't see her go down at all!"

He shivered as he lifted his gaze to Alexander, only to meet the man's murderous glare. The sight startled Volume, sending a tremor through him. "I'll check the surveillance footage," he said.

With that, he ran quickly to the monitoring room, calling the hotel manager as he ran.

Volume couldn't figure out what was going on. Quinn was an adult, not a three-year-old; why was Alexander so frantic just because she went missing for a bit?

Sylvadora was chaotic now. But the chaos was in crowded places, not in the vicinity of his hotel, which was very safe.

Despite his thoughts, Volume immediately accessed the surveillance. The footage showed that an hour ago, Quinn had left the room and headed towards the elevator.

But there was no sign of her in the elevator, so it was likely she took the stairs.

For safety, Volume checked the lobby surveillance again to confirm that Quinn hadn't left the lobby. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He copied the surveillance footage and showed it to Alexander, who just glanced at it and tossed the tablet back to him before leaving the room.

Volume also instructed people to search the stairs.

This hotel was Volume's largest property, spanning over thirty floors, so finding her would take some effort.

Alexander searched from the eighteenth floor upwards, while Volume's people searched from the first floor upwards.

After a full hour of searching, even rummaging through the trash cans in the hallways, there was still no sign of Quinn.

Alexander searched from the top floor down to the lobby.

He sat on the sofa in the lobby, furrowing his brow. Though he didn't say a word, Volume was already sweating profusely beside him.

Volume spoke softly, "Don't worry, Mr. Kennedy. I've already sent people to check every floor. We're looking into the surveillance footage. We'll surely find her."

Alexander closed his eyes, ignoring him, as Volume continued to speak.

When Walter returned, he saw the two men sitting there. The atmosphere seemed off.

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He walked over to Alexander and asked, "What's wrong? Has Quinn disappeared again?"

Alexander sighed, leaning back into the couch, and lit a cigarette.

From his reaction, it was clear that the little mute girl, Quinn, was missing again.

Walter also sat down, picked up a cigarette from the table, and lit it himself.

As Volume reported the situation, Walter got a Quentin understanding. He glanced at Volume. "You mean she disappeared in the corridor." "Yes, it's really strange." Volume scratched his head.

Walter asked, "Isn't there surveillance in the staircase?"

Volume scratched his head again, awkwardly saying, "Why would we need surveillance in the stairway?"

Walter asked, "The stairway leads to the parking lot, right? Have you searched the parking lot?"

Volume nodded. "Yes, we have. Mr. Kennedy just went to check. But I've already sent someone to look again in case we missed something."Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

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Listening to him, Walter leaned forward to flick his cigarette ash, his gaze sweeping over Alexander before he slowly said, "So if someone took her away in the parking lot, could we still find her?" His words made Volume break out in a cold sweat.

The parking lot surveillance had blind spots and was not fully covered. If someone took Quinn to a car in one of those blind spots and then drove out of the parking lot, that would be a problem. Volume said, "Isn't that impossible?"

"Why would it be impossible?" Walter laughed. "People are watching her every day; they wouldn't miss an opportunity."

Clearly, the person he was referring to wasn't Alexander but someone else.

Alexander remained silent throughout the conversation.

Unaware of the story between them, Volume anxiously asked, "What should we do then?"