She knew her father would choose his career without hesitation.

Mitchel's words accurately capture the essence of her family's character.

As soon as Mitchel opened the door, Matteo was already standing outside with two strong bodyguards.

Mitchel said coldly without even looking back, “Take her away."

Lauren looked at the two bodyguards in horror. While they approached her, she screamed hysterically, "No! Don't come near me! I don't want to go! I won't go!"

But everyone turned a deaf ear to her. Mitchel ignored her and was about to walk out of the ward.

“I told you! Don't come any closer!"

Lauren grabbed a fruit knife out of nowhere, pressed it against her neck, and shouted, “If you dare to take me away, I'll die right in front of you!"

Matteo gestured for the bodyguards to stop and then turned to Mitchel, awaiting further instructions.

Lauren seized what she thought was her chance and, with eyes red and swollen, cried, "Mitchel, can you really be this heartless? Remember, I saved your life once!"

The truth was, this was a gamble as she was unsure if Mitchel would really turn his back on her.

What did he mean he had returned the favor? No fucking way.

Lauren was set on banking on that past favor to chain Mitchel to her side forever and ensure he could never escape.

As expected, Mitchel paused, spun on his heel, and took slow and deliberate steps toward her. When he was close, he crouched before her, took her trembling hand, and murmured, “Don't do this, Lauren."

The next second, Lauren's eyes brimmed with tears. She won! She got him again!

She knew very well that behind Mitchel's frosty exterior was gentleness. Otherwise, he would not have looked after her for years.

To her, it felt as if she had regained a long-lost precious gem.

"I know... I know you won't abandon me..." Lauren sobbed.

ALL she wanted now was to cast aside the knife from her hand and embrace Mitchel with all the warmth in her heart.

However, his grip on her hand was ironclad, and he seemed intent on crushing her wrist.