Love Unspoken

Earlier, Molly mentioned that Alexander hadn't left the house for days. But right after Quinn showed up, Alexander took off and didn't come back for several days. Quinn felt like Alexander was straight-up avoiding her.

She didn't feel right leaving Sprout alone there. Sure, Molly was good with kids, but Quinn didn't really know her.

So, Quinn decided to take Sprout back with her.

Susan hadn't seen Sprout in a while and thought Quinn had sent him away.

When Quinn brought him back out of the blue, Susan remembered Quinn mentioning that Sprout's dad was missing and she was raising him on her own. Now, Susan was curious about Sprout's dad.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Quinn asked, looking up.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Susan snapped out of it and forced a smile. "I just think Sprout is really cute. Oh, by the way, someone from the Mellon Group called me. It was your company's number." The number was on the official website, so after checking it out, Susan believed Quinn.

Quinn nodded. "Yeah, I know. You applied for the operations position."

Susan never showed Quinn her resume, so the fact that Quinn knew her position was surprising.

"Yeah, I studied business operations," Susan said.

"That's awesome. I heard the VP of the operations department is getting transferred. When you get back, you should go for that position," Quinn suggested.

Susan's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Why not? I believe in you," Quinn said.

"Thank you so much," Susan said.

Quinn smiled and decided not to push the topic further. After all, it was just a VP position, a second-in-command role that didn't require much effort or accountability - perfect for an easy ride. She wasn't sure about Susan's skills yet, so she figured she'd let her give it a shot first.

A week later, Quinn got a USB drive in the mail from Walter.

Quinn had bought a new computer and called Kyle to help check out the contents of the USB drive.

They looked at it for a long time, but Kyle couldn't make heads or tails of it either.

He scratched his head. "Maybe we should get a pro to look at this?"

Quinn hesitated. "No, we can't let this get out. If we find someone, it has to be someone we trust."

Kyle suggested, "Someone we know? What about Cody? He might get this stuff."

Quinn thought of Cody's honest face and exchanged a glance with Kyle.

Then, she called Cody over.

Cody looked around the villa in amazement. "Quinn, are you planning to settle here? You even bought a house." Quinn looked at the folders on the computer and didn't dare to touch them. "Come and take a look at this."

"What is it?" Cody asked, jogging over.

Tilting his head, he looked at the computer screen for a while, his expression gradually becoming serious.

He then plopped down, pushing Kyle aside, and pulled the computer in front of him, clicking on the folders with the mouse.

When he opened one of the programs, the computer screen suddenly went black.

Quinn and Kyle stared at him. "What did you do?"

Cody scratched his head, embarrassed. "Overloaded, the motherboard burned out."

He explained, "The stuff is too complex. It needs a professional-grade computer to run. Yours can't handle it."

Quinn was puzzled. Wasn't this supposed to be compressed to fit on glasses? The files should be small, so how could the computer not handle it?

"Hold on a sec," Quinn said, dialing Walter's number.

As soon as he picked up, she blurted out, "Why can't my computer handle the stuff you gave me? The motherboard burned out."

"Are you using a defective version?" Walter asked.

Quinn was taken aback and looked at the blue USB drive plugged into the computer. "It's blue."

"That's it. The blue one is an uncompressed data package. Any program in there can fry your computer."

"What about the black one?" Quinn asked tentatively.

"Don't even try. You won't get anything from it on a regular computer. It's a chip that needs special handling to run. Give it to the pros, and they'll know what to do," Walter instructed. "Are you messing with me?" Quinn asked suspiciously.

Walter chuckled. "Then don't use it."

He hung up before Quinn could respond.

Quinn stared at the phone in her hand. Was Walter mad just now?

After thinking for a moment, Quinn decided not to stress about it. There was no better option now. Even if there was a problem, it wasn't her using it. At worst, the plan would fail. Quinn pulled out the USB drive and shut down the computer. "Forget it, let's not mess with it."

Cody looked at her eagerly, his eyes full of curiosity. "Quinn, what is this? Where did you get it?"

Quinn glanced at him. "Stolen."

"What?" Cody exclaimed, jumping up from the sofa, then sat back down with a grin. "Can you share it with me? I'll help you figure it out."

"It's a chip. How can I share it with you?" Quinn retorted.

Cody pouted. "Then what are you gonna do with it?"

"Something big," Quinn said, patting his shoulder. "Keep it to yourself. If everything goes well, I'll give you a copy."

"Really?" Cody's eyes lit up.

"Of course. We're friends. Why would I lie to you? This thing is stolen. Let someone else try it first. If it's safe, I'll give it to you. At least you won't lose anything, right?" Quinn coaxed. Cody tilted his head, thinking it made sense, and nodded.

"Alright, you should head back. I'll let you know when the time comes," Quinn declared.

"Deal, no backing out," Cody said cheerfully.

Quinn nodded helplessly and urged him to leave.

Quinn was targeting the Lynch family. Even if someone came after her, Cody wouldn't betray her. After all, the Logan Group and the Lynch family were competitors.

If the Lynch family had bad luck, Cody would probably be thrilled.

After Cody left, Quinn handed the blue USB drive to Kyle. "Find a way to get this to the Vitex Group. Make it look legit so they don't get suspicious."

"No problem. Leave it to me," Kyle replied confidently.

He took the USB drive and hurried away, leaving Quinn alone in the villa again.

Quinn took out the black USB drive, gently rubbing it with her fingers.

She couldn't let Alexander know about this. If Alexander found out, he'd probably think she was meddling.

Alexander wouldn't let her help him, no matter how down and out he was.

Quinn sighed, figuring Susan should be back soon. She got up to leave.

Before leaving, she glanced at the villa next door. It was quiet, not like anyone was there.

She closed the door and turned to leave when she suddenly heard the sound of a car.

She turned around abruptly and saw a white car stopping in front of the villa.