Chapter: 1759
Raegan had already handed Brent two hundred thousand. It wasn't a huge sum, but it was significant enough. That amount could cover three years of rent, and with steady employment, Brent could manage well. That was if Brent chose to start afresh and not waste the opportunity.

Raegan had once helped Brent clear a debt of three million to the villagers and another million plus from a house sale, adding up to over four million. And now, Mitchel had handed out five million more!

For the average person, nearly nine million could buy a decent home and ensure a comfortable future. Yet, Brent was always looking for more.

Raegan knew Brent was the only son of her lifesaver and deemed herself having fulfilled her responsibilities with these amount of money. From now on, she resolved not to meddle in Brent's affairs, or hand him any more money.

When Mitchel didn't accept the check, Raegan, feeling her arm grow weary, placed it on the dashboard. She then offered a sincere piece of advice, “If Brent approaches you again, just tell him we're divorced. He has no reason to ask you for money.”

Raegan wasn't lecturing without reason. She understood Brent's character all too well. Brent probably saw Mitchel as "the walking ATM!"

Mitchel's face became even colder. He couldn't take it anymore.

Raegan refused to bear his child, and he reluctantly endured it. She insisted on taking the morning-after pill, and he managed to tolerate it by presenting her with vitamins. Now, she was repaying old debts, and making it clear they had no ties!

Raegan's definitive stance made Mitchel grip the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles whitened, a surge of frustration filling his chest.

ALL of a sudden, he snatched the check from the dashboard, ripped it to pieces, and with a steely look, he firmly said, "I chose to give that money. It's not your place to worry."

Then, he pressed down on the accelerator, and the car quickly drove off.

Raegan was left in utter disbelief at his behavior. His moods were just too unpredictable!

Back at her office, Raegan threw herself into her work, pushing the day's earlier events out of her mind.

Lately, Crescent had seen a surge in popularity, attracting numerous high-end custom orders.

Plus, since Arthen Entertainment had stayed neutral during a past controversy, it won favor with the public, enhancing its celebrities' Devonte showed his for visibility. appreciation Raegan by giving her all future assignments for red-carpet events and makeup for their artists.

To make things easier, Elin had even found an apartment close to the office.

Crescent's HR team was on a hiring spree.

With the studio flourishing, Raegan felt a deep sense of fulfillment.

She dreamed of Crescent's reputation reaching every corner of the world, maybe even reaching her mother, hoping it would bring her back.

This dream kept Raegan motivated.
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