Things didn't go as planned. A lot had changed since then.

Most of the messages in the chat were from her. Mitchel rarely replied, but when he did, he replied briefly.

She didn't think so much about this before. But going through the chat history now, it appeared Mitchel had always shown his lack of love for her.

Sadness crept into her heart again. She quickly cleared the chat, deciding not to dwell on that ugly past anymore.

As she walked toward the bureau, she heard someone shout, "Thief!"

A figure in all-black clothes appeared out of nowhere and pushed Raegan aside. He was clutching a red purse and running away like the devil was on his tail.

Fortunately, Raegan supported her weight with one knee before her body could hit the hard ground.

A woman in a red dress ran after the thief. Suddenly, she tripped and fell, spraining her ankle.

She looked at the passers-by with a painful expression and pleaded, “Help... Somebody help me, please. Some important drugs are in that bag. My sick husband needs them ASAP."

Although there were a few passersby, no one offered to help despite her cry. They just looked on as if they were watching a live drama.

Seeing this, Raegan shot to her feet. She gave the thief a hot chase while shouting, “Hey, you! Stop right there! Someone stop him! He's a thief!"

Her shout drew the attention of the passers-by in front. The thief looked back at her and increased his speed.

Raegan did the same. In a matter of seconds, the distance between her and the thief was shortened. She used to be the star of the track team when she was in school. Catching up with this thief was going to be a piece of cake for her.

She continued to shout, "Drop the bag right now! Don't let the thief go. Stop him!"

The thief was so scared that he didn't know when he ran into a dead end.

A second later, Raegan caught up with him.

Resting his hands on his knees, the thief panted and cursed, "Fuck you! Are you out of your mind? Why did you chase me? The bag isn't even yours!"

Raegan looked at the face of the blonde thief, only to discover that he was rather young. She panted and said kindly, “Hand over the bag and turn yourself in. Trust me, this is not the right way to go. You are still young."

“Fine, if you want the bag, then come and get it."

The thief threw the bag at his feet and looked rather submissive.