Chapter 291 The Photo

The doorman's claim was nothing but a bluff. The restaurant had no legitimate grounds to compel Raegan to do something or accuse her without solid proof.

The situation escalated into a confrontation involving the trio It was obvious that Raegan was outnumbered.

Nonetheless, Raegan's expression remained unchanged. She stood tall and eyed the three without blinking. "You have no right to inspect my phone." Raegan was not intimidated at all.

At this moment, Lauren noticed the difference in Raegan. Whether it was her composed demeanor or her unwavering tone, Raegan exuded a captivating aura.

The new Raegan bore the likeness of a pampered daughter from a wealthy family.

Five years had passed, and Raegan showed no signs of aging On the contrary, she appeared even more delicate and stunning than before!

Lauren, on the other hand, had changed a lot due to the abortion. Her figure changed, and her skin lost its suppleness. To maintain her current appearance, she had to resort to plastic surgery.

While she appeared well for her age, standing beside Raegan made Lauren feel her own aging more clearly. A surge of jealousy coursed through her.

Seeing that the doorman was trying to flatter her, Lauren asked with malice, "Is this lady a customer of this establishment?"

The doorman grasped Lauren's implication and responded, "I'm not sure. She says she's waiting for someone."

"Waiting for someone? Interesting! Is she really here to wait, or is she trying to hook up with someone?" Lauren scoffed.

The doorman discreetly glanced at Lauren and promptly said to Raegan coldly, "Miss, are you here for dinner? If not, please don't make things difficult for me. Hand over your phone and delete the photo, and I'll let you leave."

"Who told you I'm not here for dinner?" Raegan retorted. Seeing Raegan's confidence, the doorman briefly hesitated. As an employee of the restaurant, he was aware that its clientele consisted of the wealthy and influential.

I know which chamber you've reserved? Let

I need

call Matteo, Lauren burst into laughter.

Raegan might not actually be

cue, the doorman instantly called for security via his walkie-talkie. "I need some security at the entrance. Someone's

the channel said. Meanwhile, Lauren shot a disdainful look at Raegan. "If you're sensible enough, hand over your phone right now. Otherwise, when the security arrives, they

don't bring disgrace upon yourself," the doorman

Otherwise, I might consider posting a story online about you hooking

Listen. It would

but cast a covetous gaze toward Raegan. In his eyes, Raegan was more alluring than Lauren and exuded a natural, delicate, and youthful charm. He secretly planned to ask his assistant for Raegan's phone number later, hoping to

the three of them working as a team. They wanted her

Potter, who had remained silent throughout, and earnestly said, "Mrs. Potter, right? They're this deadly sure I had taken some

the situation on her terms. If Mrs. Potter chose

three accusers did. On the contrary, she

appreciate your trust in me. I'll

They were unsure what Raegan had captured. If Mrs. Potter were to

However, Mrs. Potter held Vicente in high regard, which had given him some influence within the company. Anyone who tried to seduce Vicente soon discovered that it was akin to courting death. The consequences

Mrs. Potter extended her hand for Raegan's phone to check it over. Judging by the

ashen. There was no way she could allow Mrs.

signal with the doorman, who immediately understood it. The doorman realized whether he could win Lauren's

doorman stepped forward. Clang! Raegan's phone clattered

the doorman began to spin a web of lies. "Miss, you think I don't remember you? This isn't the

Raegan responded with a chilly

returned from abroad a few days ago, and this was her first visit to this restaurant. How could this doorman possibly recognize

doorman proceeded with audacity. "Quit pretending, please. You'd better leave now! When security arrives, you'll only

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