"Fine! You're asking for it." Katie looked around and ordered, “Everyone, come out."

There was dead silence in the area.

Katie was confused. She yelled, “Everyone, come out now!”

Still, there was no response. No movements, either.

Katie was even more flustered. She murmured, “Where are they?"

She shouted, her voice tinged with panic, “Everyone, come the fuck out!"

The answer was still silence.

Katie finally sensed something amiss. She looked at Mitchel in disbelief. “Where are my people? What did you do to them?"

"They are probably asleep," Mitchel replied nonchalantly.

Katie's eyes widened in shock. "You knocked down my men?"

Suddenly, she realized something even more crucial, something she should have thought about long ago. "Mitchel, what are you up to? What does this wedding mean? What conspiracy are you planning?"

Mitchel said calmly, "Katie, I have given you a chance."

"Chance? What are you talking about?" Katie, frantic, grabbed Mitchel's suit lapel, her face a mix of panic and fear. "Mitchel, what do you want to do?"

“Why only ask now? It's too late," Mitchel replied coldly. There was a trace of mockery in his eyes.

“You madman! Don't you want to live anymore?" Katie roared. “Can't you see that I am the only one who can save you? If I die, you won't survive either!"

"I know. Mitchel paused, his dark eyes piercing. "You can save me, even if it means turning me into a brain-damaged, bedridden man."

Katie got an electric shock at his words. She hadn't expected him to be aware of everything. Indeed, the medication in her hands could damage his brain and make him bedridden for the rest of his life.

While he wouldn't die, living might be worse than death.

Now, Alexis and Henley had been completely ousted. Mitchel was the only grandson of the Dixon family. Even if he was paralyzed, he held significant value.

With the wedding, Katie assumed even without the marriage certificate, she was still his wife in the public's eyes and would be allowed to be involved in the Dixon Group's business. By then, she would gradually siphon benefits into her hands.