Henley remained calm. "Don't be so agitated. If you keep grabbing me like this, everyone will think you're harassing me. Remember the rumors last time? It will be self-defeating."

So, this was his plan. But Raegan couldn't care less about his schemes this time. Her eyes were cold and fierce with fury. "Are you still a man? She is just a child. A child! Give my child back! Or else I will kill you!"

Her voice was raw as she continued, "I really will kill you!"

Henley smiled faintly. "You are too agitated now. Let's talk when you calm down."

But Raegan didn't intend to let Henley go. She stared at him with eyes glistening with tears. “Henley, why are you doing this? What do you want?"

Henley smiled coldly. “Don't you know what I want?"

Raegan knew. And that was exactly why she hated him to the core. He should never have involved her daughter. He only made her hate him even more.

Seeing Raegan's distressed expression, Henley smirked condescendingly.

"From the beginning to end, it's all been about the Dixon Group and..."

He leaned closer, and his warm breath sprayed on her ear. He continued in an ambiguous tone, "You..."

Raegan felt extremely uncomfortable when other men got close to her.

But this time, she didn't avoid him. She knew Henley's intentions very well. It was lunchtime, and the employees of the Dixon Group occasionally passed by to head to the cafeteria. Some even videoed this scene and shared it on their group chat.

“According to the rumors, Mr. Henley Dixon is harassing Mr. Mitchel Dixon's ex-wife, right? But watch this video. It seems more than that."

“Yeah. They seem pretty close. Probably having feelings for each other."

"Huh? Does this woman think we are fools? Maybe the two of them only had an argument. Then, she took a video and posted it in the group chat to slander Mr. Henley Dixon."

"Bah! This woman is no good. She is Mr. Mitchel Dixon's ex-wife, but she hooks up with his brother."

The employees were commenting on Raegan and Henley. Their accusations were Like heavy slaps on Raegan's face.

Her eyes hollow, Raegan murmured lowly, “Are you satisfied now? Can you give Janey back to me?"

Henley observed Raegan's clear yet restrained eyes, sensing a hint of tenderness in his heart, but it wasn't sufficient to sway his ambitions.

Having endured the cruel torture of his mentally unstable mother since he was young, Henley grasped the significance of power. He knew that only by clinging to power could he attain everything he wanted, even women.