Beneath Cassie Grant's calm voice, her heart pounded with a panic she was desperately trying to suppress.
Based on what she knew of the old matriarch, if the woman discovered she and Tiana Peyton had orchestrated the car crash, they would likely be killed.
She was taking a gamble, betting that Tiana Peyton wouldn't dare let the old matriarch find out.
The color drained from Tiana Peyton's exquisitely made-up face. Saving Cassie Grant's son meant losing a kidney, at worst. But if she refused, she could very well lose her life.
"Fine. I'll save your son. But you'd better keep your mouth shut about this and take it to your grave. And don't you forget our previous agreement, either."
Cassie Grant's heart, which had been caught in her throat, finally settled. She raised her glass of red wine, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Don't worry. Our agreement is forever."
Laura Lowell leaned against the hallway wall, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
