Tears welled up in the girl's eyes as she looked at Mitchel and pleaded in a sweet voice, "Handsome, you have to help me..."

Raegan no Longer wanted to engage with the girl. The girl's attire was hardly appropriate for the setting, lacking both style and quality, and it was clear she wasn't a regular member of this club.

The girl was likely the type who needed someone to sneak her in to chase after wealthy men.

Raegan stated firmly, “Either apologize to me, or I'll have the manager look into your membership."

Raegan's words instantly wiped the arrogance from the girl's face, replacing it with panic.

The girl had indeed sneaked in. The club maintained strict standards and used facial recognition technology. If caught, she wouldn't be able to sneak in again.

The club's reputation was impeccable, and the girl had exploited this to her advantage before and didn't want to be exposed. Despite her fear, she knew she couldn't confess to stepping on Raegan, as it would ruin her impression with Mitchel.

The girl rushed to get close to Mitchel and attempted to grasp his hand, but he subtly avoided her touch.

Flustered yet undeterred, the girl feigned tears and pleaded, "Handsome, your friend is bullying me. Will you help me?"

Raegan was stunned by the girl's audacity to distort the truth so effortlessly. Was it not clear who the real aggressor was? If the girl hadn't deliberately stepped on her, Raegan wouldn't have interacted with the girl in the first place.

Mitchel casually swirled the stem of his goblet between his fingers and responded in a measured tone, "It's just a small misunderstanding. This poor girl is crying so pitifully. Miss Foster, try not to be so harsh."

Raegan felt a chill in her heart upon hearing this. She was surprised to be painted as the aggressor in his narrative.

Raegan was no pushover and couldn't tolerate being bullied Like this.

In a swift motion, she removed her shoes and socks, exposing her feet, and said with a sardonic laugh, "Is this also a misunderstanding?"

Raegan's feet bore red marks, already beginning to bruise.

Most people's skin might only show a slight redness or no visible marks after being stepped on by the high heels. However, Raegan's skin was exceptionally sensitive, much like that of a child.

Therefore, even a Little mark would stay for a long time.

It was inappropriate to remove her shoes in the club, and not wanting to draw more attention, Raegan quickly slipped them back on.

The girl's confidence faltered, visibly shaken by the evidence. She hadn't anticipated that such a brief contact would leave a mark. With a wavering voice, she murmured, "Dear, I truly didn't realize it. It's really just a misunderstanding!"

“Apologize, Raegan demanded curtly, no longer interested in prolonging the discussion."