She would never allow Raegan's wishes to be fulfilled. So, her so- called accident came.

At this moment, Jocelyn, who stood by the door, said, "Miss, we have a visitor."

Lauren immediately set aside the bowl she was holding and reclined on the bed, feigning illness.

As Kyle, Mitchel's assistant, stepped into the room, Jocelyn cast a puzzled glance around and inquired, "Kyle, where's Mr. Dixon?"

Clearing his throat, Kyle looked down and replied, "Mr. Dixon is occupied with other matters. He sent me to check on Miss Murray."

Lauren, previously lying in repose, abruptly sat up, her voice edged.

“What did you just say?"

Kyle repeated himself, adding, "Mr. Dixon instructed me to find the finest doctor for you."

Lauren felt as if she'd been struck by lightning.

She was stunned. After tumbling down the stairs, she hadn't anticipated Mitchel would only dispatch an assistant to visit her.

Grabbing the bowl from the bedside, she hurled it at Kyle, shouting, “You're utterly worthless! Why can't you bring Mitchel here?"

Kyle dodged the flying bowl and stated, “I can't change Mr. Dixon's mind."

Jocelyn stepped in to smooth things over.

“Kyle, don't take it personally. Lauren is just upset."

Lauren snapped, "Jocelyn, don't bother. He's useless and incompetent.

He can't do anything well."

Kyle, now furious, retorted, "Fine, if I'm so useless, why not turn to Matteo? He's more trusted by Mr. Dixon than I am."

"You! What are you implying?" Lauren was practically choking on her rage.

She'd reached out to Matteo before, but he'd brushed her off and kept his distance.

She couldn't do anything about it.