Ethan Shaw also returned to his private room. He pushed the door open and immediately reported to his older brother, "Bro, I think your wife is about to cheat on you."
Those words... were just begging for a punch.
Aiden Shaw's long legs were casually crossed. His well-defined fingertips gently traced the rim of his glass. "Watch your words."
"Your girl is having dinner with some hot young actor, right in the room next door. And they've been in a bunch of shows together. Actors fall for each other on set all the time."
A dark glint suddenly flashed in Aiden Shaw's cold eyes. He then picked up his phone from the table and dialed Laura Lowell's number.
The call was answered almost immediately, and her slightly hoarse voice came through the line. "Dr. Shaw, is something the matter?"
"Where are you?"
The man's voice was steady, betraying no hint of emotion.
"I'm out having dinner with friends."
"Send me the exact address. I'm coming to get you. That's it."
"Huh...? Hey—"
