Since Henley had seen her reaching for the phone, she saw no point in concealing her actions. She picked up her phone and dialed the emergency number.

Before the call could connect, Henley rushed over, snatched the phone from her hand, and disconnected the call.

“Ah! Help!" Raegan screamed, dropped her phone, and took several steps back to create distance between herself and this menacing figure.

Since Henley had entered so boldly and remained undisturbed for so long, it meant he had likely neutralized the security at the door.

Raegan realized that a direct confrontation was not the smartest approach at this moment. Lacking the physical strength to overpower a man, her wits were her only defense.

With a casual toss, Henley threw her phone into a cup of water on the desk. He looked at Raegan with a smirk and proposed, “Raegan, cancel your wedding and leave with me."

A wave of panic washed over Raegan as she stared back at Henley.

"You're insane! If you try to take me hostage, you won't even make it out of this venue."

Henley laughed off her response. “Raegan, we clearly love each other. It's quite understandable that you run away during a wedding you don't want, right?"

His words sent a chill through Raegan. She knew he must have prepared everything. If she vanished, the media would likely report it as a romantic elopement. Such a narrative could severely affect the Dixon Group's stock prices.

Henley's ultimate aim was still to undermine the Dixon Group. Even if he couldn't destabilize the company, merely tarnishing its reputation was satisfactory for him.

Raegan responded with fierce determination, "Your scheme won't succeed. I've set a timed post on Twitter that will go live if the wedding doesn't proceed as planned. Everyone will know something happened to me, and I've asked the people of Ambrosia to help spread the word."

Henley stopped, taken aback by her shrewdness. He hadn't anticipated such a preemptive move on her part. If her claim was true, abducting her would indeed be fraught with complications. His lawyers had advised him that if he could avoid trouble for a month, they could manage any legal issues arising within Ambrosia.

Watching Henley mull over his choices, Raegan sensed he was evaluating the risks of proceeding. She sat down on a chair and suggested with a hint of challenge, "Mr. Brooks, why not give it a try? I bet your plane won't even make it out of the city. Believe me?"

Henley remained silent, pondering her words. After a lengthy silence, he stepped back, laughing coldly. “Raegan, you're truly clever. Together, we could dominate the world."

Raegan's heart steadied, realizing the immediate threat had passed.

Within moments, he had dismissed the idea of kidnapping her, primarily due to the significant complications she posed.

"Mr. Brooks, I have no desire to conquer the world, but there's an old saying, ‘Those who practice injustice will ultimately bring about their own downfall.'" Raegan continued, “I suggest you reflect on these words before you act in the future. Maybe gather some good deeds. It might save you from a few stints in boiling oil in hell.”

Henley laughed heartily, his arrogance undiminished. “Raegan, as long as I wish it, no one can catch me."

Henley's perfectionism had often been his salvation. Paired with a lawyer adept at navigating legal loopholes, his arrogant declarations carried no trace of guilt.