In a hoarse and feeble voice, Lauren sobbed.

“Mitchel... Help me...

Please... Remember that time I saved you? Help me now..."

Bringing up old scores was the most effective way to change one's mind. Sure enough, Mitchel's expression shifted in an instant.

Smack! One of the hooded men slapped Lauren across the face and snarled, “Enough of your nonsense."

It was clear Lauren had been suffering for a while. The slap forced a mouthful of blood out of her, making her look even more miserable.

Mitchel's expression flipped like a switch. With his eyes turned as cold as a glacier, he bellowed, "How dare you!"

The hooded man chuckled as if he had heard a joke. His laughter was distorted by a voice changer, which made it sound even more unsettling.

"This woman says you're her husband and that you're loaded. Is that right?"

An unsettling silence fell over both parties.

Raegan impulsively grabbed Mitchel's arm. She was not quite sure what she was thinking, but something deep down told her he should not admit it.

Mitchel's face turned grim, and he focused on the screen. Seeing his hesitation, the hooded leader delivered a brutal kick to Lauren's stomach.

Blood splattered from Lauren's mouth, and her face went ghostly white.

"Bitch, how dare you lie to me! You're dead meat!"

The hooded man lifted his foot, ready to strike Lauren again. But at that critical moment, Mitchel finally spoke.

"She's telling the truth."

Raegan felt like she had been slapped. She quietly loosened her grip on Mitchel's arm, but he did not seem to notice. His attention was completely on the phone.

Upon hearing Mitchel's admission, the hooded man stopped what he was doing and grinned.

“In that case, prepare ten million dollars in cash and bring it to the ferry bridge. Or else..."

He grabbed a dagger and carefully nicked Lauren's wrist, enough for blood to start trickling down.