Raegan looked up in astonishment, only to see Mitchel's tired but still handsome face. Complicated emotions surged in her heart.

As soon as Stefan received the news that Raegan had bailed out, he rushed over. Since the temperature in the hall was low, he immediately took off his coat and wrapped it around Raegan's shoulders, thinking she must be cold.

When Mitchel saw this scene, he clenched his fists tightly again.

Raegan turned to Mitchel and said gratefully, "Thank you." She felt obligated to express her gratitude. After all, she couldn't deny the fact that he had helped her.

“Raegan, you don't have to be so polite with me," Mitchel said in a low and magnetic voice. But he sounded a little hoarse due to sleepless nights.

Mitchel's tightly clenched fists behind his back slowly relaxed. This series of subtle gestures was never noticed by others.

Mitchel smiled self-deprecatingly. Never did he think that one day he would become so cautious in concealing his emotions. But he didn't mind. He was already happy that Raegan didn't reject his help. She even thanked him.

After thanking Mitchel, Raegan turned to Stefan and asked, "Did you buy me a new phone?"

"Yes," Stefan replied, handing the new phone to Raegan. It was the same as her previous one.

Raegan took it and worked on it for a while.

Then, Raegan turned to Mitchel and said, "Mr. Dixon, I have just transferred one hundred twenty thousand dollars to your bank account."

Mitchel's handsome face instantly turned pale. He pressed his thin lips into a straight line. Then, he asked in a low voice, “What do you mean?"

Raegan curled her lips and quickly lowered her gaze. Then, her expression returned to normal. "I calculated based on the annual salary of the legal department of the Dixon Group. Although it's less than an hour, I accounted it as an hour. Thank you very much for your help."

As soon as she said this, the spacious room suddenly fell silent.

Mitchel froze for a moment. Sadness and embarrassment filled his deep eyes. He didn't expect her to draw a clear line between them. Raegan was willing to let Stefan buy her a phone. But when it came to him, she had to meticulously account for such a trivial matter.

Mitchel couldn't help asking, "Do you really have to draw a clear line between us?" His voice trembled as he tried to suppress his emotions.

"Mr. Dixon, please don't say that. Why should I draw a line? I never had any relationship with you, so there is no need to draw any lines.

Please stop getting ahead of yourself. My family can afford to pay for lawyers. Besides, I haven't done anything wrong, so there's really no need for you to do that," Raegan replied calmly.

The implication of Raegan's words was clear. Mitchel should mind his own business.

Raegan was level-minded. She had to thank Mitchel for helping her out and she ought to pay for it. That way, they would be even and owe nothing to each other.