"Your attitude determines if you'll walk out of here alive tonight."
Aiden Shaw clearly didn't believe her.
If it were just about money, she could have simply asked Laura Lowell to lend her some. There was no need to go through all this trouble to commit a crime.
Yvonne Sloan sobbed, her disheveled hair hiding the fleeting darkness that flashed in her eyes.
It was true that Raina Lynn had threatened her, but it wasn't about money.
"Shaw, I swear, everything I'm saying is the truth."
Yvonne Sloan curled into a ball, the overwhelming pain causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
Aiden Shaw rose from the sofa and adjusted the cufflinks on his white shirt. He lifted his gaze to the bodyguards, uttered a single, cold word—"Continue"—and left the office.
The heavy office door shut, cutting off Yvonne Sloan's heart-wrenching screams and sobs.
