Stefan noticed Raegan's wrist turning red and voiced his concern with a touch of annoyance, “Mr. Dixon, Raegan asked you to release her.

You can't just hold her against her will."

“Hold her against her will?" Mitchel let out a scoff as if the remark was amusing, barely hiding a smirk. “It seems you haven't realized who you're interfering with. Let me spell it out for you once again!"

With a glare that revealed his barely contained anger, Mitchel declared each word, "She's my woman, and if you try to get close to her again, don't blame me for being rude."

Mitchel had been annoyed by Stefan's always lurking around Raegan, claiming to be a brother or a friend, but clearly wanting more. It was exasperating!

Raegan stood there, dumbfounded. Since when had she been his? She couldn't grasp why he was so furious, nor did she understand what gave him the right to cause such a commotion. Who did he think he was?

Stefan, unfazed by the threat, said calmly, "Mr. Dixon, it looks like you're the one who's mixed up. You two are no longer together, and it's Raegan's right to choose her friends."

He then said with a hint of firmness, breaking from his usually soft tone, “Please, let her be.”

Stefan noticed Mitchel holding onto Raegan's wrist, trying to drag her away.

Mitchel, running low on patience and with a cold look in his eyes, swung his fist at Stefan out of nowhere.

Mitchel's punch was about to land on Stefan's face when Raegan yelled, “Mitchel, stop!"

This made Mitchel halt immediately. He took a moment to rein in his emotions. After all, he didn't come here to upset Raegan.

"Slap!" Out of the blue, a sharp slap echoed, striking Mitchel's face unexpectedly.

Raegan felt a sting in her palm, her eyes filled with surprise. She hadn't thought Mitchel would actually stop, nor did she expect to herself react so angrily.

Mitchel's face lost color, with the mark of five fingers vividly red on his cheek. His eyes filled with hurt and disbelief as he looked at Raegan. “You slapped me for him?"

The pain in his voice was clear, his face contorted with distress.

Raegan froze for a moment. Even though she had somewhat overreacted, she didn't regret it. After all, Mitchel was the first to act, and she hadn't expected him to stop upon hearing her.

Pulling herself together, Raegan said with a cold tone, "Mr. Dixon, you can't just throw your weight around here. This is my ward, and I won't let you bully anyone here."

Mitchel, faced with her cold and distant manner, was reminded of the scene where she and Stefan were cooing over Janey. Such a warm and happy scene. And yet, he was Janey's real biological father. Moreover, Raegan and Erick had kept the truth of Janey's paternity from him, treating him like a fool.

At that moment, Mitchel's expression was pale, his voice filled with bitterness. “Who's bullying who, exactly?" As Janey's biological father, didn't he have the right to know about Janey's existence?