Just a bite on your chest..." Raegan responded.

“Fine, I'll let you do it. But don't be mad at me when you're finally sober," Mitchel said.

“Humph!"" Raegan's voice in the recording suggested she seemed to be under the effects of the drug, as the rest of the recording consisted of suggestive sounds.

Raegan couldn't bear it any Longer. She was so mortified that she wished she could find a hole to hide in. Did she really say those words? The voice undeniably belonged to her!

Seeing Raegan's flushed face, Mitchel couldn't help but feel somewhat smug. He grinned and remarked, “I knew you wouldn't admit it once you sobered up, so I kept the evidence."

After taking a deep breath, Raegan managed to regain her composure and implored, “Please delete it."

“Of course."

Upon hearing his ready agreement, Raegan began to feel a little sorry for Mitchel.

Her remorse, however, was short-lived.

Mitchel looked at Raegan with a serious expression and said, "I don't like coming out of situations empty-handed. If you let me do the same thing to you, I'll delete the recording right away."

Raegan was left speechless momentarily. "You wish!" She gritted her teeth in frustration. She had just started to hold Mitchel in high regard when he was with Janey earlier. But now, he was making this shameless request.

Mitchel lowered his gaze to hide his determination. "It's alright. No rush. Take your time to think it over."

Mitchel was willing to do whatever it took to win Raegan back. He would try whatever tactics as long as it worked. In any case, he was not about to give up on her.

The following morning, Raegan received a document from Erick, who was till in Swynborough. It was something about Cary.

After browsing through the document, Raegan formulated a plan and started getting ready. She sat in front of the vanity and applied some concealer to mask the dark circles under her eyes.

The more concealer she used, the more her anger simmered.

It was all Mitchel's fault. How could he record everything and even send her a copy of it? She had been so embarrassed that she hadn't slept a wink all night. It felt more distressing than having compromising photos in someone else's possession.

Victor picked Raegan up at the gate and then briefed her on her findings. "Miss, a little bird told me that Cary's wife plans to hold a press conference at ten o'clock to target against you."

“It's fine. We can handle it." This time, Raegan swore to herself she would make that scumbag pay.

Just then, her phone rang. It was Matteo with something intriguing to share.