Perhaps it was telepathy, but Aiden Shaw's deep gaze landed on Laura Lowell at that exact moment.
Across the crowd, their eyes met and they shared a smile.
Redgrave turned to the side and looked at Hannah Hale. "Hannah, you need to hurry things up. Even Laura has a boyfriend now."
"Grandma, I'm not in a rush."
"You're not a kid anymore. How can you not be in a rush?"
With that, the old woman turned her gaze to Nathan Redgrave, her voice a mixture of helplessness and urgency. "You've met so many girls. Is there really not one you like? I'd even settle for one you don't hate!"
Nathan Redgrave was in his early thirties and still single, and the matriarch was so anxious she was about to tear her hair out.
But alas, the man in question remained completely unfazed.
Nathan Redgrave looked up, and his gaze happened to collide with Hannah Hale's.
With a complicated expression, Hannah Hale quickly looked away, her hurried movement making it seem as if she were trying to escape.
