"You wicked bitch! How dare you force me drink that ‘drink'! I've heard your bastard was ill a lot since birth and barely talked, right? Well, this is what you get. You ended up with a child that's not normal! I bet in a few years, your child will turn out just as terrible as you!"

Lauren ignored all restraint, desperately trying to drive Raegan to madness. She was determined to make Mitchel think lowly of Raegan.

She wanted him to know the seemingly bright and beautiful image Raegan had was nothing but a deception! Raegan was just a vicious bitch!

The sound of slaps rang out.

Just as Lauren hoped, Raegan hit Lauren hard three more times. Raegan was so furious she was beyond words. She yearned to shatter Lauren's mouth with her slapping. Such vile words about a child... Lauren was rotten to the core!

Just as Raegan raised her hand again, someone pulled her away from behind. It was Mitchel.

Overwhelmed with fury, Raegan slapped him hard.

The sound of the slap was sharp, echoing as her hand connected with his face.

Raegan didn't hold back. Instead, she used all her strength for a powerful, slap.

“Let me go!" Raegan's face was tense with fury as she glared at Mitchel, her anger unmistakable.

On Mitchel's otherwise cold face, five bright red fingerprints stood out starkly.

Raegan's eyes were cold, and her anger was palpable. She stood defiant, ready to defend herself like a hedgehog with its spines raised, daring anyone to threaten her daughter.

Raegan challenged, “Regretting it?" She assumed he had felt sorry for a wicked woman like Lauren, cursing him with the thought that he deserved the slap.

Mitchel, unfazed, held Raegan's hand to stop her from moving and turned to his bodyguards with a voice that cut like ice. “What are you waiting for?" he snapped.

The bodyguards caught on right away. One of them pressed Lauren, and the other raised his hand and slapped her.

Seeing Mitchel's unchanged, cold demeanor, the bodyguards didn't stop.

Slap after slap landed on Lauren's mouth.

These bodyguards were far stronger than Raegan. Soon, Lauren's face was swollen beyond recognition, and she was reduced to emitting only pitiful whimpers, unable to speak.

Mitchel didn't glance her way but took Raegan's red palm in his, a deep pain evident in his heart.

His voice, rough with emotion, broke the silence. "If you wanted to hit, why didn't you just say so? Does your hand hurt?"