Love Unspoken
Chapter 1162

Quinn was totally floored by that comment.

Landon didn't waste a second. He called someone to drag Quinn off, making her take a bath and change clothes.

They locked Quinn in a room that was seriously run-down. She had to use a bucket to bathe.

Landon was still cautious about Walter, so he didn't go for any nastier tricks. He let her handle the bathing and changing herself.

Quinn scoped out the room. No way out. No windows, just one door. Unless she could somehow climb out through the skylight, which was a no-go.

All she could do was stall for an hour.

When Landon knocked on the door, she knew she couldn't delay any longer. She sat on a chair, stripped down, and quickly washed herself with the bucket water. The clothes he gave her weren't too revealing, just a super short dress that was way too tight.

Ten minutes later, Landon didn't even bother knocking. He just barged in.

Quinn was so freaked out she screamed, covering her chest. Then she tried to cover her legs.

But it was useless. The dress was so tight it felt like she was wearing nothing.

Landon stood at the door, checking her out from head to toe.

The red dress looked good on her, with white fur trimming the sleeves and collar. Her hair, still damp from the bath, hung messily around her face.

The outfit showed off her curves, making her look both vulnerable and seductive a perfect mix of allure and innocence, with every part screaming temptation. Landon walked slowly towards her, and Quinn instinctively backed away.

He stared at her, casually playing with a few strands of her wet hair. "No wonder Alexander and Walter are so into you," he said calmly, like he was different from them, his gaze totally chill. It was clear Quinn's looks could make most guys go wild.

His calmness made Quinn feel a bit relieved.

Landon let go of her hair, turned, and walked out. Two more guys came in and dragged her out.

Quinn wasn't wearing shoes, and the stones on the ground hurt her feet.

They shoved her into a car again, put a hood over her head, and her world went dark once more.

Near a river basin, Sean and Alexander crouched on a hillside in the jungle, eyeing the buildings across the river.

"Mr. Kennedy, how'd you know Alistair and his crew are here?" Sean asked, glancing at Alexander, who was scoping out the scene across the river with binoculars.

After Sean spoke, Alexander handed the binoculars to him. "Take a look."

Sean quickly raised the binoculars to his eyes. Through them, he saw a big lake connected to a long river at both ends. The buildings along the riverbank had a mountain behind them. To get to the other side, they had to cross a stone bridge over the river.

After a few minutes, Sean said, "The entrance is guarded by mercenaries. The situation inside is kinda tricky, hidden by trees, but I can see a bunch of people guarding it."

The houses over there were wooden structures, looking super fancy, with lots of winding pavilions filled with mercenaries.

Sean said, "Just the two of us, we'd probably get shot before we even crossed the bridge."

He put away the binoculars, looking worriedly at Alexander, afraid he might impulsively charge over.

"They seem to have guests today," Alexander said slowly.