Chapter: 1102
Feeling desperate, Raegan kept calling, but Matteo's response was consistent, still claiming Mitchel was swamped.

This pattern persisted late into the night. Each response reiterated his preoccupation.

Eventually, even the usually naive Raegan realized that Mitchel was avoiding her, using his busyness as an excuse.

Despite realizing Mitchel's aversion to meeting her, Raegan had no choice but to press Matteo, “Doesn't he ever take a break at night?

I just need a moment."

Matteo, likely frustrated, revealed that Mitchel was at the Kingbel Club.

Raegan hurried there and called Matteo, who, sounding embarrassed, informed her, "Mr. Dixon doesn't want to see anyone."

His words were unmistakable. Mitchel had made it clear he did not wish to see her.

Her hopes dashed, Raegan persisted, “When will he be done? I'l wait outside."

Matteo, observing Mitchel's continuous drinking, replied uncertainly, “I don't know when he'll be done. It's best if you don't wait.”

In truth, Matteo knew well that Mitchel was furious.

Mitchel had stayed late at the company the previous night until three in the morning. Matteo sensed he was waiting for Raegan, prompted by Raegan's likely visit.

However, a call from Hector changed everything, leaving Mitchel storming out in frustration.

Matteo suspected that Raegan had sought help from Hector but hadn't approached Mitchel directly.

In Matteo's view, Mitchel was acting out of jealousy.

It was a cold, mid-December night. The city was shrouded in a frosty chill.

Raegan, undeterred, remained outside the Kingbel Club, tightly wrapped in her coat.

People flowed in and out of the club.

Near midnight, Raegan saw Matteo exit, followed by Mitchel, dressed in an expensive suit, radiating confidence and arrogance.

With Mitchel was a stunning woman, her arm linked with his, intimately close.
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