Everyone present was a business partner of the Redgrave Group. Who wouldn't recognize Aiden Shaw? Hearing him speak, they all started whispering to each other.
In front of so many people, Fiona Keating had been thoroughly humiliated.
Nathan Redgrave watched Hannah Hale's expression closely. When Fiona Keating claimed to be his wife and even said she was carrying his child, Hannah showed no signs of jealousy—not even a hint of anger or humiliation.
'Have you already stopped loving me?'
Nathan Redgrave's deep, dark eyes filled with sorrowful confusion. 'This is for the best. At least she won't be heartbroken for too long after I'm gone.'
Morgan Joyce helped Hannah Hale to a nearby chair. "Are you tired? Why don't I take you home so you can rest?"
"I'm alright. I want to stay with him a little longer."
The butler, having come downstairs, walked over to Hannah Hale. "Madam, Mrs. Redgrave would like to see you in her room."
"Okay, I'll head over now."
