If not for Raegan, why would her life be in ruins? Why would her body be battered, her dreams of a prosperous marriage shattered?

Raegan was nobody. She was a powerless orphan. Yet, she had won over everyone, Mitchel's grandfather, Mitchel's mother, and Mitchel.

Enough was enough. Tessa's expression hardened.

"Rest easy, Lauren.

That bitch will pay for this, dearly."

At that moment, Tessa's thoughts darkened with murderous intent toward Raegan. If not for Raegan, her family wouldn't have cast her aside, her wedding wouldn't have been called off, and she wouldn't be raped.

Tessa wrongly blamed Raegan for all her suffering. She vowed to have Raegan endure every pain she had suffered and then die.

Catching Tessa's resolute demeanor, a near-imperceptible smile flickered in Lauren's eyes.

Lauren lowered her gaze to conceal her glee, cautioning, "Tessa, let it go. Bodyguards are everywhere around Raegan. You can't even get near her."

Seemingly advising against it, Lauren then slyly added, "I'll be flying out the day after tomorrow. Mitchel will send me to the airport."

A glint of malice flashed in Tessa's eyes. Lauren's words resonated with her own thoughts. That would be a perfect opportunity.

Without another word, Lauren stood, pulling a stack of cash from her bag and setting it next to Tessa's pillow.

"Take this, it's not much.

Use it as you will.”

Lauren displayed her generosity by gifting Tessa a hundred thousand dollars. After all, Tessa needed the money to carry out her schemes, didn't she?

As Lauren closed the door behind her, she spared Tessa a final glance.

"Don't fail me again," she muttered to herself.

Tessa better not force her to resort to a Plan B. Lauren intended to keep her hands clean while marrying Mitchel.

In the next two days, Mitchel stayed in the hospital with Raegan.

He worked in Raegan's ward so he could personally take care of her.