Raegan, weary of his bluster, scoffed dismissively. "We'll see. My only wish in life is to see you face justice for your wrongdoings."

Henley felt a flicker of regret. Since reaching adulthood, things had typically gone his way. Whenever they hadn't, he'd manipulated circumstances to his favor. Although he might lose in the battle regarding taking over the Dixon Group, it was a minor setback. He had ample funds to start anew abroad. Yet, the one conquest that eluded him was Raegan. What a pity..

Suddenly, the door burst open with a loud "Bang!"

Mitchel stormed in and Landed a solid punch on Henley's face, sending Henley staggering back.

Mitchel moved to strike again, but Henley seized his wrist, his voice icy with menace. “Mr. Dixon, I assume you wouldn't want to spend your wedding day at the police station?"

Mitchel clenched his fist but held back from striking again, standing upright as he issued an ultimatum, “Do you want to leave on your own, or should I have someone escort you out? The police will be here very soon!"

Mitchel had already alerted the police after receiving a message from Raegan. However, given it was their wedding day, he preferred to avoid a scene. Ideally, Henley would leave quietly and be apprehended outside.

Henley straightened his disheveled suit and smirked. "Since I'm clearly not welcome here, I'll take my leave." He paused before exiting, fixing Raegan with a profound look. "Raegan, I will live my life without regrets."

Mitchel's hand clenched into a fist again, ready to strike, but Raegan quickly grasped his arm, whispering, "Don't let him provoke you. Today is our wedding day." She was resolute in not allowing Henley to derail their ceremony.

"Someone!" Raegan's voice was low but firm. "Please escort this gentleman out."

Bodyguards swiftly entered the room. Henley, maintaining his composure, shrugged off their hands. “I can leave on my own." He then exited with his posture erect.

Mitchel watched Henley leave, feeling a mix of relief and suspicion, and promptly instructed his security team to keep a vigilant watch on Henley to prevent any further mischief.

“Raegan, are you alright?" Mitchel inquired, his voice laced with concern after issuing his commands.

Security at the wedding was stringent. Henley might have managed to infiltrate, but abducting Raegan was out of the question. Henley should be grateful he didn't escalate the situation. A hostage attempt could have forced Mitchel to respond defensively, leading to unpredictable outcomes.

Mitchel resolved to make Henley regret any disruptions, but on their wedding day, he desired no violence.

Raegan smiled reassuringly. “Why would his threats scare me? I'm not so fragile."

Mitchel drew her close and kissed her forehead tenderly. “Good, as long as you're safe."

Just then, Erick entered the room and, spotting the couple's tender moment, turned away, clearly annoyed. "The ceremony is about to start. Can't you two hold off just a bit longer?"

Raegan chuckled at Erick's irritated response and quickly clarified for Mitchel, “Erick, we aren't up to anything. Don't imagine things."

Erick felt a bit down by what he perceived as his sister's premature affection for another man. He seized Mitchel's arm in frustration and led Mitchel outside, querying sharply, “Groom, are your vows ready?"