Jasper Shaw raised an eyebrow, lifting his gaze slightly. "Who?"
Ian Winters hesitated for a moment. Seeing Jasper Shaw's impassive expression, he said, "There's only one person who could claim a connection to the Shaw Group... and that would be your father's..."
Suddenly, Ian Winters stopped short. He glanced at Jasper Shaw, a flicker of worry crossing his face.
He was afraid his boss would fire him if he uttered that word.
But Jasper Shaw clearly hadn't caught on. Seeing his assistant trail off, a flicker of impatience showed in his eyes. "Who?"
Ian Winters had no choice. Head bowed, his voice was barely a whisper. "If I'm not mistaken, your father's mistress is named Linda Warren."
"Hah!"
Hearing the name, Jasper Shaw's lips curled into a scornful smirk.
"That woman has some nerve."
Ian Winters nodded in complete agreement.
