Nathaniel Lynch frowned, thinking. If he remembered correctly, Naomi Kenway's husband was named Shaw. Ethan Shaw.
"What, Brother? You know that upstart?" Nathaniel Lynch scoffed, then started complaining. "I was on a show with him before. The guy really puts on an act, pretending to be all aloof and superior. I don't know if the watch on his wrist was real or fake, but I'm guessing it was fake. Judging by how whipped he looks, he can't be that rich. The guy's a real joke, wearing a fake watch on a TV show. He's got some nerve..."
Nathaniel Lynch's brows furrowed. "Why didn't I expose him then? That fake watch was a really good copy. It even fooled me at first."
"Enough." The eldest Lynch brother's voice, stern for once, cut him off. There was a harsh edge to it. "You didn't actually offend him, did you? Do you not remember who Ethan Shaw is?"
