A faint smile played on Laura Lowell's lips as she pinched Hannah Hale's cheek and casually slipped off her woolen coat. "Any food? I'm starving."
Laura Lowell hadn't eaten since noon and was now completely famished.
"Let's order takeout. We haven't eaten either."
Hannah Hale walked toward the living room, opening a food delivery app on her phone.
Zachary Redgrave, lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, handed his phone to Laura Lowell. "See for yourself."
Laura Lowell took the phone, and the photo of Aiden Shaw and Naomi Neal embracing immediately assaulted her eyes.
It made her eyes sting.
"So that lipstick mark... it was hers."
Laura Lowell's voice was clear and devoid of emotion, incredibly calm.
As if she were a completely uninvolved bystander.
"I still think there must be some misunderstanding. You should really have a proper talk with Dr. Shaw."
