As it turned out, Mitchel couldn't reach her on her phone, so he called Devonte to inform her that Lauren was still alive. It was highly probable Lauren would seek retribution.

Mitchel instructed Devonte to ensure Raegan's safety and not to leave her side until he arrived.

But Raegan refused constant protection, deeming it a sign of weakness.

If Lauren was still alive and kicking, it meant Lauren's vendetta against her was far from over.

Raegan understood that the adversary lurked in the shadows, and retreating was the weakest option available. It was wiser to employ cunning tactics. She saw this as an opportunity to turn the tables.

Moreover, Erick had hinted that besides Tessa, Lauren might have been involved in her grandmother's and unborn child's deaths. Yet, Lauren proved to be too cunning. There was no evidence to support these two claims.

Therefore, Raegan had Devonte orchestrate everything, including surveillance.

Raegan had already sensed something was amiss when the cleaning staff collided with her. Later, in the dressing room, she used her quick thinking to counter Lauren's words, coaxing Lauren into revealing the truth. In the end, Lauren's arrogance led to her own downfall.

Mitchel grasped Raegan's intentions. He stopped his actions but maintained vigilance over her safety.

In a frenzy, Lauren lunged forward, only to be met with a forceful kick from Raegan.

"Ah!" Lauren shrieked in agony as her fragile body was sent flying again. Her head slammed heavily against the wall. Blood streamed down the back of her head, staining the wall red.

The excruciating pain contorted Lauren's scarred face into a more grotesque and fearsome visage as she crumpled to the ground. Her complexion was as pale as paper as if it might disintegrate at any moment.

Pain coursed through Lauren, her cries for help interspersed with choking gasps. Her pleas echoed through the room as her consciousness faded. "Please help me... Ah..."

Dark brown blood, tainted with toxins, spewed from Lauren's lips, a grim indicator of her impending demise. She was suffering from chronic poisoning.

Any person with medical knowledge could discern from the blood's hue that Lauren was teetering on the brink of death.

Mitchel's disgust deepened with each glance at Lauren. Turning to Raegan, he asked, “How do you wish to proceed?"

Raegan gazed at Lauren with eyes brimming with animosity as she said coldly, "She claimed she prefers death over prison, so let's ensure she faces the consequences. We will send her to prison, where she can spend the remainder of her days and perhaps seek redemption."

Even stripped of her fragments of memories, Raegan couldn't summon an ounce of kindness toward Lauren. The thought of her innocent child and grandmother, both unjustly taken, fueled a rage within her so potent it bordered on madness. She longed to tear Lauren apart and subject Lauren to torturous agony!

Yet, if death were to claim Lauren now, it would merely offer solace to Lauren's feeble and disabled body. Lauren must endure a fate worse than death itself.

Raegan longed for Lauren to suffer and feel the weight of her sins bearing down upon her with each passing day. Only then would Lauren truly understand the magnitude of her evil deeds, yet remain utterly powerless to amend it. What could be more harrowing than a life devoid of hope, burdened only by unrelenting agony?