Chapter 65

Ethan's voice was especially low, each word hitting hard in the quiet, old-school study. Mr. Shaw's brows were furrowed into a deep crease, like they'd been carved there. Tension thickened in the air. The grandfather and grandson just stared at each other, neither backing down. After a long silence, Mr. Shaw's brows twitched slightly as he finally spoke, his tone hoarse and tired. "She took the fall for you willingly. No one forced her. Just for that one thing she did for you, she'll always be the Shaw family's daughter-in-law. For a woman with zero background like her, honestly, that wasn't the worst thing that could've happened. And now you suddenly want to speak up for her? Little too late, don't you think?" "I'm not speaking up for her," Ethan replied, his eyes cool. "I just think you shouldn't have kept the truth from me. That person's death had nothing to do with me. I have a clear conscience." Before the words even landed, Mr. Shaw's brows shot up. "So you've been sitting at hom