The room burst into laughter.

"Count me in," someone else chimed in.

Raegan had an undeniable allure. Even without makeup, she outshone those who were dolled up.

Her eyes, a vibrant shade of blue, looked submissive when she made eye contact. But the way she lifted her eyes was almost seductive.

What a stunner she was.

The cruel comments from the crowd stung. However, Mitchel seemed deaf to them, and he did not even intervene when they belittled Raegan.

Furious, Nicole balled her hands into fists. Just as she was about to douse the crowd with her wine, someone grabbed her wrist.

"Miss Lawrence, do you think this is a place where you can act like an uneducated woman?"

The cold, familiar voice sent a chill down her spine.

Nicole turned her head and found Jarrod glaring at her, his eyes twinkling like the devil's.

Jarrod yanked Nicole away. She struggled to get out of his grip but to no avail.

Some of the wealthy attendees recognized Jarrod and knew who his fiancée was. As they watched Jarrod whisk Nicole away, they began to categorize Raegan as that sort of woman.

One guest suddenly grabbed Raegan's hand and smirked.

“Sweetheart, your friend chose a nice man. Come with me, and you'll get everything you want."

“Why should she go with you?" another man grumbled.

“Listen, darling, I can offer you twice what he can."

Raegan yanked her hand back and commanded, "Get lost!"

Mitchel gazed at the man who grabbed Raegan's hand earlier with piercing eyes.

Annoyed, the man lifted his hand to slap Raegan.

Just then, Lauren intervened with a smile.