“Hey, how can you be so cheeky?” said the woman jokingly.
She held Mitchel's arm with a coquettish smile on her face.
She was one of the escorts of Kingbel Club.
Before she and the other escorts entered the chamber tonight, their manager
reminded them that the customers were all big
shots in Ardlens.
As soon as she entered the chamber, her eyes fell on Mitchel in the middle.
He first caught her attention because he was the most handsome and had the
strongest aura among the men there.
But Mitchel was so aloof that none of the women dared to get close to him.
Even she thought it was a lost cause.
But unexpectedly, luck was with her at the last moment.
She was about to leave when Mitchel suddenly called her over.
It was such a great opportunity for her.
How could she let anyone steal it away? The woman smiled sweetly and added,
"Hey, you know the unspoken rules, right? I'd
spent the night with this gentleman.
You can't just show up and snatch him away." When the woman saw Raegan's
innocent and pure face, she thought Raegan was
a university student who was looking for a sugar daddy.
She snorted coldly.
Disdain filled her heart, thinking that those female university students nowadays
weren't any better than her.
A cold light flashed through Mitchel's eyes.
He resisted the urge to pull Raegan up.
He hadn't used much force earlier, so he didn't know why she had fallen.
He paused for a moment.
His dark eyes were filled with unreadable meaning.
When Matteo saw the expression on Mitchel's face, he bent down and helped
Raegan up.
Raegan wasn't pretending that she couldn't stand up on her own.
But her legs were too numb to move.
After all, she stood in the cold for hours.
Raegan stood up with Matteo's support, and she didn't waste any time.
She looked at Mitchel and said anxiously, "I'm here to ask for your help because
of Nicole.” Nicole was Raegan's best friend.
Raegan placed Nicole's well- being above her pride.
So, she ignored the woman's mockery and hastily asked Mitchel for help.
“I'm busy,” Mitchel refused coldly, leaving no room for negotiation.
Mitchel sneered in his heart.
He had heard Matteo’s phone conversation with Raegan that night.
Matteo’s insinuations were clear, so he waited at the office until three in the
morning.
But what happened? Raegan didn't appear.
And perhaps she wouldn't be here now if Hector hadn't failed to handle Jarrod.
This proved that Raegan only thought of him when she had no one else to turn
to.
He got frustrated whenever he thought about it.
Ina sulking mood, Mitchel held the woman in his arms, turned around, and was
about to get in the car.
His indifference made Raegan’s heart tighten as if a sharp knife stabbed her
chest.
But she couldn't give up.
She couldn't bear the thought of witnessing Nicole suffer.
Thinking of this had been tormenting her day and night.
She chased after Mitchel and pleaded in a hoarse voice, “Mitchel, please.
I need to see Jarrod.
Please let me see him just this once.” Mitchel's eyes narrowed.
He said mockingly, “Why are you asking me for help? Who are you to me?” His
words were more like a reminder to her.
That day, he told her that he wouldn't interfere in her affairs again.
Raegan's face turned pale.
Of course, she hadn't forgotten his words.
But she didn't intend to give up.
"Mitchel, I know you're angry.
But this is not about me.
And the situation is urgent.
Nicole's life is at risk. I have no other choice. I'm begging you. Please...” Mitchel
chuckled lightly. "So? What does Nicole's situation have to do with mee” After
saying this, he got in the car and ordered Matteo to drive. Raegan stood there for
a moment.
The temperature tonight was freezing, and the chill seemed to penetrate her
bones. Her heart grew equally cold. The failure to do anything to save Nicole was
too much for Raegan to bear. Raegan slowly crouched down and hugged her
knees tightly, not wanting to let others see how sad she was. Fortunately, it was
past one in the morning, and no one was outside the Kingbel Club. In the car,
Mitchel's dark face still looked sour. Matteo looked at Mitchel through the
rearview mirror. When he saw the expression on Mitchel's face, he hesitated for a
moment. Finally, he asked, “Mr. Dixon, should we arrange a car for Miss Hayes?"
It was dark and cold, and Raegan was alone. It wasn't safe for her to be outside
at this time of night. “The woman Mitchel took with him was slightly intoxicated
and became somewhat presumptuous. She chimed in, "Is your assistant pimping
up?” Mitchel's eyes instantly turned cold. He said in a grave voice, “Stop the car.”
Without waiting for Mitchel to say another word, Matteo understood his intention
and got out of the car, opening the door. "Miss, please get out.” The woman
refused to leave the car. It was hard to know a big shot like Mitchel. How could
she let go of him just like that? She said sweetly, "What is wrong with your
assistant? Is..." As she spoke, she even leaned closer to Mitchel intentionally. A
trace of anger appeared on Mitchel's handsome face. His brows furrowed tightly.
He roared, "Get out!" His voice sent a chill down the woman's spine. She was so
startled that she sobered up a bit. She immediately got out of the car. Of course,
her effort was not in vain. Before Matteo returned to the car, he paid her a few
thousand bucks. When Matteo sat in the driver's seat again, he started the car.
But he didn't immediately drive.
Instead, he looked at the back seat.
“Go back to her," Mitchel ordered.
Raegan's legs were numb from crouching for so long.
But she had to get up.
She knew she had to go back and continue to think of a solution.
Suddenly, the black Bentley returned and stopped in front of her.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Mitchel's handsome but dark face.
“Get in,” he ordered coldly.
Raegan didn't hesitate.
She hurriedly opened the car door to get in.
But since her legs numbed from squatting too long, she accidentally tripped over
the door frame.
“Uh..." Raegan grunted softly and pursed her lips.
She knelt at Mitchel's feet and clung to his trouser leg.
Her posture, confused expression, and pleading eyes made her look pitiful and
alluring at the same time. Mitchel's eyes narrowed slightly. The atmosphere in the
car froze at once. Raegan was so embarrassed that she quickly got up. She sat
obediently and placed her hands on her lap. As Matteo drove through the dark
night, there was pin-drop silence in the car. Mitchel didn't say a word. He seemed
weary. He rested his forehead on the palm of his hand and closed his eyes to
rest. Though anxious, Raegan didn’t disturb his rest, so she could only endure it
silently.
Finally, the car stopped. When Raegan looked outside the window, she found
they were in front of her apartment building. Mitchel didn't open his eyes. He
ordered Matteo, “Take her upstairs." Matteo nodded in response. Raegan
became even more anxious. She had waited because she thought he could help
Nicole, not for him to take her home. “Mitchel...” Mitchel opened his eyes lazily
and looked at her. At the thought of the numerous rejections she had received
tonight, Raegan said impulsively, “Would you like to come up for a cup of tea?"
Mitchel didn't refuse, so the two of them went up together. As soon as they
entered the living room, Mitchel sat on the couch, leaned back lazily, and crossed
his legs.
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his well-defined arm muscles, and closed his
eyes.
Raegan didn't prepare tea.
Instead, she went to the kitchen and made some soup for him to sober up.
She then brought a bow! to the living room, put it on the coffee table, and said
softly, "Mitchel, I made soup for you.
Have some to relieve your hangover.” There were no chairs beside the couch, so
Raegan just stood there.
She had already taken off her coat, and she now wore a white cotton sweater
and a pair of blue jeans, which accentuated her
beautiful curves.
She wasn't wearing a revealing outfit.
But looking at her still made Mitchel's throat dry for a few seconds.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
He reached out, picked up the bowl, and drank a spoonful of the soup.
The warm liquid warmed his stomach, and his furrowed brows relaxed a lot.
Raegan noticed the change in Mitchel's expression.
She thought he was in a better mood now, so she said cautiously, “Can you help
me make an appointment with Jarrod?"
Although Mitchel already knew her intention, he still couldn't help feeling annoyed
when he heard her speak so bluntly.
He pursed his lips, grabbed his coat, and stood up.
When Raegan saw that he was about to leave, she grabbed his arm and asked
anxiously, "Are you leaving?" Mitchel looked at
her indifferently.
"I've finished the soup.” “But...
About Jarrod..." Raegan stammered.
Mitchel's brows furrowed tightly.
He interrupted, “You want me to help you just because you gave me a bowl of
soup?” Raegan pursed her lips.
"No.
I don't mean it like that.
1..." Before she could finish her words, Mitchel casually pulled a stack of money
from his pocket, slammed it on the coffee table,
and said coldly, “I'll pay for it." Raegan was stunned for a moment.
Her face turned pale, and tears welled up her eyes.
Upon seeing her like this, Mitchel's heart was overwhelmed by frustration and
annoyance.
He didn't want to stay any longer, so he turned around and walked to the door.
Raegan caught up with him.
This time, she could no longer hold back her tears.
"Mitchel, please help me.
I'm really desperate now.” The next moment, Mitchel pulled her hard and pressed
her against the door.
Then, he lowered his head and conquered her lips.
They shared a passionate kiss.
Mitchel's eyes turned red.
It was as if he had been suppressing his desire for a long time.
His kiss became intense and fierce.
Raegan's legs went weak, and she struggled to maintain her balance.
Mitchel felt this, and it pushed him to become more aggressive.
His hand slipped under her sweater, pushing aside the strap of her bra, and
squeezed her breasts.
Raegan jolted from the stimulating sensation.
Her face turned even paler.
She pushed Mitchel hard, creating some distance between them.
Mitchel didn't insist.
Instead, he said mockingly, "Didn't you invite me here to sleep with you?"
Raegan frantically fixed the strap of her bra.
She trembled with anger.
“When did I say I wanted to sleep with you?” The expression on her face now
mirrored the defiance she had shown when she
confronted him for Henley before.
When Mitchel was reminded of it, the anger in his heart reignited.
He sneered, "Do you not understand the implications of inviting a man over in the
middle of the night? Raegan, stop pretending
to be innocent.”
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