"Why do I get the feeling you're more excited than I am?"
"Of course I'm excited! Your husband is my male god. He's way more handsome than those big-shot male celebrities and young heartthrobs."
Having a sycophantic fangirl for an assistant, Laura Lowell was truly speechless.
In the reception room, Aiden Shaw sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, casually flipping through the latest issue of a magazine.
A staff member brought over freshly brewed tea and small snacks, placing them on the table. "Mr. Shaw, please have some tea. Feel free to call me if you need anything."
Aiden Shaw nodded. "Alright, thank you."
Just as the staff member was about to leave, the door to the reception room was pushed open from the outside, and Austin Thorne walked in with one hand in his pocket.
"Hello, sir. Do you have an appointment?"
