Feeling desperate, Raegan began to unbutton her coat.

Mitchel was surprised by her boldness. He had known Raegan first sought Henley's help.

Now, seeing her with him, he felt a twinge of disappointment at her.

"Do you think I'll accept this?" Mitchel's voice was laced with scorn.

"You overestimate yourself."

Raegan paused, her skin exposed to the air.

She tried to muster courage, but Mitchel's harsh words crushed her spirits.

Raegan felt deeply humiliated with her body exposed.

Mitchel's expression shifted, taken aback by her choice of attire.

His breathing grew heavy.

Raegan was consumed by shame.

Never before had she dressed Like this.

Mitchel's harsh words, signaling his refusal to help, brought tears to her eyes.

She hastily wrapped her coat around herself, leaving it unbuttoned as she headed for the door.

But before she could leave, Mitchel's hand caught her. He yanked her back with force, pressing her against a cabinet.

In a swift motion, he tore open her coat, revealing her figure.

Raegan felt a sharp pain in her back and instinctively tried to shield her figure, but Mitchel gripped her hand tightly, immobilizing her.

"Release me, Mitchel!"

Her plea was choked with tears, her eyes reddening.

Mitchel, his gaze ablaze with both desire and anger, retorted harshly, “Let you go? So you can wear this to plead with another man?"