Polly looked at Mitchel and said arrogantly, "Yes, you are right. Our daughter is a good woman. Any man is lucky to marry her. But we won't rush her into marrying someone."

Then, she took Eloise's hand and stormed out of the ward without looking back.

Alexis ran after them, but Polly ignored him. She and Eloise entered the elevator.

He felt so disgraced that he returned to the ward, fuming with rage.

"Mitchel, you bastard! Do you even realize that if that energy project is lost, a huge piece of the market will be lost? Just because of a woman, you humiliated the Benton family. I think you have gone out of your mind," Alexis snapped angrily, clutching his chest.

The Benton family was a great backer. This was Alexis’ hope of regaining the management of the group.

Mitchel snorted coldly.

"I humiliated the Benton family? I am not the one who came to their house and made them get the wrong idea. It was you who did it."

Mitchel looked at Alexis and added coldly, "You should've thought of this when you went to propose without my knowledge."

"You!" Alexis, seething with anger, pointed a trembling finger at Mitchel.

Though Alexis could barely contain his rage, he knew he had to take advantage of Mitchel for his grand schemes first.

Trying to control his fury, Alexis adopted a gentler tone, “Marrying Eloise is merely a temporary thing. You could part ways with her after the deal is done. Besides, it's not your first divorce, and..."

Alexis trailed off, swelling with a strange sense of pride, and boasted, "Women flock to us Dixons, especially those from affluent families."

In Alexis' view, women were merely pawns in his strategic games, valued only for the alliances they brought.

Even Luciana had been his calculated choice, selected for her family's status.

Mitchel, on the other hand, held marriage in higher regard and had no desire to engage in a debate with Alexis.

"I will not marry Eloise. I need to rest. Please leave," Mitchel said wearily.

Alexis' irritation with Mitchel was palpable. Yet, the sight of Mitchel's pale lips tempered his anger.

"Take your rest then. But remember, back then, you married that woman without my consent. Had it not been for the fact that Kyler backed you, I would have shown my objection. This time, I won't stand by idly. As a Dixon, your marriage isn't yours to decide. If not the Benton family, I'd have chosen another for you. Don't cross me again, or my response won't be kind."

His words hung in the air, heavy with menace.