Lauren's face clouded over upon hearing these words. While Mitchel seemed calm, she was pissed off first.

But she suppressed her fury, thinking that tolerating this would help her marry Mitchel.

Faced with Raegan's menacing tone, Lauren played the victim.

"What are you implying? Is this a threat?"

"Yes, I am threatening you," Raegan admitted unapologetically.

"I've lost everything. You think I'm afraid of you now?"

Lauren inwardly rejoiced.

This was exactly what she wanted, for Mitchel to witness Raegan's malicious nature.

It was perfect timing for Mitchel to step in.

Pretending to notice Mitchel just then, Lauren burst into tears and, with a quivering voice, implored, "Mitchel, please help me..."

Raegan's smirk widened upon seeing Lauren's facade change.

Did Lauren think she hadn't noticed Mitchel's arrival?

She was fully aware. Her words were deliberate.

If those words could hasten their divorce, she was willing to say even more.

If once wasn't enough, then she'd do it five times over.

Without hesitation, she grabbed Lauren's hair and slapped her, fueling the drama.

Raegan knew Lauren's plan was to have Mitchel witness her seeming madness. So be it. She would fully embrace the role.

Raegan stooped to gather the shattered fragments of a cup from the floor, pressing them menacingly against Lauren's cheek. With a sneer, she taunted, "Who do you think will come to your rescue? How would you feel if I slashed your face?"

Fear gripped Lauren instantly. She couldn't fathom Raegan's sudden madness. Why did Raegan remain enraged even after knowing Mitchel's arrival?

Terrified of her face being marred, Lauren broke down, sobbing, “Mitchel... Help me... Help..."