Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 457 Raegan dodged the purse, a chill surfacing in her eyes.

This side of Luciana was unfamiliar to her. Luciana's unruly actions were a far cry from the refined lady in her memory.

Raegan hadn't responded to the slap because she acknowledged that Mitchel's injury was indeed her fault.

She could sympathize with a mother's anguish over her child, but that didn't mean she would accept being treated poorly. "Mrs. Dixon, I'm staying until Mitchel wakes up. We can either get along, or you can go." Luciana was livid, struggling to keep her rage in check.

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Every word hit Raegan like a bullet. This was, after all, a woman she had once been fond of, who had once treated her kindly, like a mother.

Raegan decided to stay out of a shouting match with Luciana, wanting to keep things quiet for Mitchel's sake.

She turned to Matteo, asking. "Matteo, can you help her

calm down? Let's keep it down." Matteo nodded, trying to soothe Luciana. "Ma'am, Mr.

Dixon needs his rest. Why don't you take a little break, and I'll let you know as soon as he wakes up?" "Why do I have to go?" Luciana retorted. "If anyone should leave, it's her, the outsider. I'm his mother, after all." "However, Mr. Dixon made it clear he wanted Miss Foster here, Matteo explained. "He won't be happy if he learns Miss Foster is mistreated." Luciana hesitated, aware that crossing Mitchel could backfire. Their rocky relationship made her think twice. But then she remembered Mr. Gomez's words. "I'm not going anywhere. She's the one who should leave. She brings bad luck to Mitchel." Advancing, Luciana attempted to push Raegan away, shouting, "Stay away from my son. Don't even get near him!"

Raegan, caught off guard, tripped but managed to catch herself on a table.

quickly stepped in to

erupted from outside just then. A man dressed in a black suit

here." Luciana's attitude changed the moment she saw

you here?"

what seemed like an eternity before he finally said, "Raegan, it's been a while." Raegan gazed back at the man she recognized, feeling as though her past and present were colliding. She whispered a name she hadn't said in a long time, "Henley... What brings you here?" Raegan thought he was left

I've come back, he

loss for words. Surprise was

appearance, she remembered too well

his resemblance to Mitchel, snapped, "Leave now. You're not wanted here!" Raegan was trying to figure out what was going on. Why did Luciana seem to hate Henley so much? When had they first met? Then it all

called her by a name that surprised everyone. "Mom, why are you saying this? I should come visit since my brother's sick. It hurts to hear you talk

that, you bastard. The

can be part of our family? Keep dreaming!" Even with Luciana's harsh words, Henley

you haven't heard? ‘You've been so worried about my brother that you might have missed the news this morning. You can still catch up." With that,

chairman of the board of Ardlens' top company, Dixon Group, revealed in a press conference that his youngest son, Henley Dixon, is now the General Manager of the International Trade Department. The youngest son is." "Bang!" Luciana threw a teapot at the TV, breaking the screen in a fit of anger. "How could Alexis make such a choice without asking me first?

Luciana got more upset, Henley remained calm and even seemed more gentle. He smiled and asked, "Mom, are you kidding? With all the shares you own, my dad doesn't really need your permission for his decisions." Luciana, fuming, tried to slap Henley, but Henley was quick to catch her wrist. A brief look of anger flashed through his eyes as he calmly said, "You're not going to treat me the ‘same way you did her, are you?" Henley looked over at Raegan with a look of sympathy for her bruised

arm, you

Luciana's face, softly reminded her, "Remember, you're the matriarch of the Dixon family. Watch what you do and say. We wouldn't want any scandals, would we? It wouldn't be good for Mitchel." His tone was gentle, yet

speechless, started sweating, the pressure on her wrist too much

gave a sarcastic smile. "I'm just talking to my mother. You don't get the right to say a word." As Matteo tried to step in, two bodyguards came in