Looking into Aiden Shaw's eyes, which were as vast as a starry sky, Laura Lowell gave a slight nod, her dimples appearing faintly.
Mrs. Peyton, sitting across from them, furiously slammed her hand on the table, causing everyone nearby to turn and look their way. Laura Lowell instinctively buried her face in Aiden Shaw's chest, terrified that someone would recognize her.
"You'd better have something important for me, or I'll break your legs, you damn girl."
Mrs. Peyton completely ignored the stares from others. If Tina Landon and Cassie Grant weren't in Aiden Shaw's custody, she would have laid hands on Laura Lowell long ago.
Laura Lowell shot Mrs. Peyton a chilling glare. Then, unhurriedly, she took her phone out of her purse, pulled up the recording from the private room the previous night, placed the phone on the table, and slid it to the center.
