Iris Irving brazenly sat down next to Marian Miller, whining and shaking her arm.
"I really can't help you with this matter. And I can tell that Aiden's feelings for Laura are genuine. You should just..."
"Auntie, my feelings for Dr. Shaw are genuine too. Please, help me."
"Give me a break. You think admitting you're shameless is the same as being honest? 'Genuine feelings'… you've got a lot of nerve saying that."
Ethan Shaw stopped beside the coffee table, slipping one hand into his pocket. His cold, sarcastic words were tinged with annoyance.
At the sound of his voice, Iris Irving looked up. Her soft, pleading tone vanished, and her expression darkened instantly. "Who I like is my own business. You have no right to tell me what to do."
"But when you're trying to steal my brother from my sister-in-law and plotting against him, then I'm making it my business."
"You..."
Iris was so stunned by his retort that she was speechless for a moment.
