Raegan suddenly burst into laughter.

"Me? A plaything? Then why does Mitchel prefer to play with me than with you? Aren't you more pathetic?"

The determined look on Raegan's face made Lauren's expression change.

She didn't expect Raegan to know that Mitchel had never touched her.

But how did Raegan know? Was it Mitchel who told her?

Lauren's face darkened for a moment. Then she cursed, "You shameless bitch!"

Raegan was somehow amused. She smiled playfully and said, "Mitchel and I are married, so we are free to do whatever we want as a couple. How can I be shameless?"

Lauren was now fuming.

"You... Raegan, you bitch!"

Lauren's face was distorted with anger. She wished she could strangle Raegan to death at this very moment.

Seeing Lauren's irritation, Raegan felt a wave of satisfaction wash over her.

There was something enjoyable about seeing Lauren riled up yet powerless to do anything about it.

Livid, Lauren gripped her bag's strap until her knuckles turned white.

But in a blink, her expression changed, and she put on a smile.

“Fine, I'll come clean. Previously, I only said those things to get under your skin. The truth is, Mitchel cherishes me so much. He's promised to wait until our wedding night before we make love. He wants it to be solemn and special."

Lauren was confident that Raegan would not verify her words. After all, nobody could prove she had ever said them.

If Raegan did ask Mitchel about it, Lauren could just say Raegan was trying to frame her.

At this moment, Lauren slowly moved closer to Raegan and continued, "The only reason Mitchel sleeps with you is that he's a neat freak.

Don't flatter yourself. You're just a tool to satisfy his sexual needs."

Raegan's face drained of color but she stayed silent.