After being silent for a while, Mitchel finally opened his mouth again to say something. However, the door of the bathroom was opened with a clatter.

Then, a familiar voice sounded.

"Raegan, can you get me a bath towel?"

The expression on Mitchel's face drastically changed upon hearing this.

However, Raegan remained composed. She turned around, grabbed a bath towel, and handed it to Henley.

When Henley emerged with the towel, surprise flickered across his face at the sight of Mitchel. Nevertheless, he swiftly regained his composure.

“Why are you here so late, Mr. Dixon?"

Henley's words stunned Mitchel, who couldn't help but look at Henley in disbelief.

Henley reached out to playfully ruffle Raegan's hair and said in an indulging voice, "Why don't you invite Mr. Dixon in for a seat?"

But Raegan responded expressionlessly, “It's quite late."

They interacted so intimately and acted as if Mitchel didn't exist.

Mitchel's thin lips pressed into a tight line, and his eyes betrayed a hint of redness. He looked at Raegan and questioned, “Did you two sleep together?"

Raegan was momentarily taken aback by the intensity in his dark eyes.

Mitchel pulled Raegan closer, his anger palpable.

"Answer me. Did you sleep with him?"

Henley attempted to free Raegan from Mitchel's grasp but was forcefully pushed away. In a fit of anger, Mitchel raised his fist, aiming for Henley.

Reacting quickly, Raegan pushed Mitchel away and said coldly, "Mitchel, if you lay a finger on him, I will make you regret it!"

Mitchel stopped his impending punch and looked at them. A bitter smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

How absurd! He couldn't believe Raegan and Henley had truly been together all along.

Furthermore, his investigations led him to believe that their relationship was a charade, a facade maintained for the benefit of Henley's family.