Chapter: 1806
Next, Raegan tried calling Matteo. Matteo picked up right away, though it was quite noisy where he was.

Moving to a quieter spot, Matteo raised his voice and said, “Miss Foster, I'm sorry, but Mr. Dixon can't make it over to your place tonight."

Hearing this, Raegan asked straight out, "Where is he now?"

“Um... Matteo hesitated for a second.

“Matteo, I need to know where Mitchel is. I have to talk to him.”

Matteo sneaked a peek at Mitchel, whose good-looking features were shadowed by a somber expression. He took a deep breath silently and whispered, "Mr. Dixon's in VIP Room Three at the Kingbel Club. I'll let the receptionist know not to stop you."

Upon hearing this, Raegan felt irritated and frustrated. Mitchel hadn't returned her calls or texts, but he was out enjoying himself at the club? So, he was not swamped with work as she had convinced herself. Yet, he didn't bother to text her back and kept her waiting.

Raegan disliked this situation. Even if Mitchel had lost interest in her, he could have at least had the decency to tell her face-to-face.

After entrusting Janey in Annis' care, Raegan headed straight to the Kingbel Club.

Upon her arrival, Raegan was escorted by a waiter to the chamber where Mitchel was in.

The moment the waiter opened the door, Raegan was greeted by a woman's Laughter.

Inside the chamber, a woman giggled and said, "Mr. Dixon, have a drink..."

Raegan stopped in her tracks, her complexion turning white in an instant.

Matteo, who had just entered from outside, was initially surprised at the sight of Raegan. Yet, when he caught sight of what was happening inside the chamber, his expression shifted to one of shock.

Matteo had only stepped out for a brief moment, and Mr. Ortega had already invited two women in revealing outfits to join them for drinks.

Furthermore, one of the women positioned herself strategically next to Mitchel, deliberately leaned to him with her upper body slightly bent. Her clothes moved up with her movement, revealing part of her skin. She used the excuse of urging Mitchel to take a sip to keep chatting with him.

Matteo sighed. He had invited Raegan over to break the ice, not to make things worse. "Miss Foster, it's... Well, please don't misunderstand..."

Matteo attempted to clarify the situation but found himself struggling to find the right words momentarily.

Suddenly, Raegan asked, "Matteo, was there anything wrong with Mr. Dixon yesterday?”

“Well..." Matteo couldn't precisely point out what had gone wrong. He was just an assistant. Mitchel wouldn't share his mental activities with him.
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