Mitchel should conclude that she spoke ill of Lauren out of resentment. Ridiculous!

Raegan had hoped that laying it all out might make Mitchel harbor a bit of suspicion of Lauren's involvement and offer her some semblance of justice.

It turned out that they were all her wishful thinking.

She had only embarrassed herself once more.

"Alright, it's all on me then. How could I forget Lauren is as pure as an angel in your heart? How could she possibly do anything wrong?

Clearly, I'm the one always at fault here!"

“Raegan!" Mitchel rarely found Raegan so irrational. His expression shifted.

“Lauren is just like a younger sister to me. If it bothers you, I'll reduce my interactions with her in the future."

"Mr. Dixon, forget about the future. Let's focus on the present. Can you stop seeing her now?"

Without a second thought, Mitchel retorted, "Not today. I have to meet her today. I've got something crucial to ask her."

Though Raegan had braced herself for this, she still felt her heart constricted, almost leaving her breathless.

She slumped onto the bed, drained of the strength to utter another word. She had no desire to continue this meaningless argument with Mitchel.

The feeling was mutual for Mitchel. Their quarrels always left a bitter aftertaste.

“Just rest up here at the hospital, okay? Clear your mind. I'll bring you home when you're better."

With those parting words, Mitchel exited the ward, positioning two bodyguards at the doorway.

Raegan lay exhausted on the bed, her energy seemingly drained away.

Mitchel was ever the authoritative, self-absorbed man.

Mitchel headed directly to Lauren's place after leaving the hospital.

The center of the Murray family business wasn't at home, and Lauren lived alone. Mitchel was Lauren's only brother-like member here.

After a previous altercation with Jocelyn vexing Raegan, Lauren had pleaded with Mitchel to let Jocelyn stay. He'd agreed then, but his patience was running thin now.