Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 435 The Right To Ask

Inside the chamber, a woman giggled and said, "Mr. Dixon, have a drink..."

Raegan stopped in her tracks, her complexion turning white in an instant.

Matteo, who had just entered from outside, was initially surprised at the sight of Raegan. Yet, when he caught sight of what was happening inside the chamber, his expression shifted to one of shock.

Matteo had only stepped out for a brief moment, and Mr. Ortega had already invited two women in revealing outfits to join them for drinks.

Furthermore, one of the women positioned herself strategically next to Mitchel, deliberately leaned to him with her upper body slightly bent. Her clothes moved up with her movement, revealing part of her skin. She used the excuse of urging Mitchel to take a sip to keep chatting with him.

Matteo sighed. He had invited Raegan over to break the ice, not to make things worse. "Miss Foster, it's... Well, please don't misunderstand..."

Matteo attempted to clarify the situation but found himself struggling to find the right words momentarily.

Suddenly, Raegan asked, "Matteo, was there anything wrong with Mr. Dixon yesterday?"

"Well..." Matteo couldn't precisely point out what had gone wrong. He was just an assistant. Mitchel wouldn't share his mental activities with him.

After pondering for a short while, Matteo replied, "Mr. Dixon had wrapped up a meeting yesterday and hurried back to Berton. Then, he headed to the market for some seafood. Once he headed to your house and found you weren't there, he checked and found out you had gone to Ashfield. He then dashed off to Ashfield..."

Raegan pieced it together. So, Mitchel was in Ashfield when they talked via phone last night. Perhaps he even saw Stefan. So, he was mad and chose to ignore her messages and calls. He went to this club instead of her place since he was still annoyed.

"Miss Foster, please don't leave yet. How about I arrange a room for you to wait..." Matteo suggested.

"There's no need for that," Raegan cut in and strode into the chamber elegantly.

When Raegan first laid eyes on the scene inside the chamber, she hesitated, wanting to leave. She couldn't find the courage within herself to walk in and ask Mitchel.

due to his misunderstanding about the previous night, it needed

in, Mitchel's gaze was locked on her. She donned a classic little red dress with slender black straps, looking exceptionally

nights in Ardlens were

beside him. Instead, he grabbed a nearby glass and finished it

you can get Mr. Dixon to drink your glass?" Mr. Ortega teased

sleeve and pleaded, "Mr. Dixon, do you really

thin fabric of her dress barely concealing her form.

winning over Mitchel was all that mattered, even if it meant undressing herself.

for just any affluent man. Yet, Mitchel checked all her boxes. He was handsome, well-built, and exuded a subtle naughtiness that was utterly captivating. She vowed

her eyes secretly, intending to employ her usual tactics. Her grip on the glass of wine tilted slightly, making it appear she "accidentally" spilled the drink on his

woman could pour the wine on Mitchel's pants, a slender, graceful

interjected, "Let's be careful not to

loss for words. Irritated, she wondered about Raegan's identity, daring to interfere

new around here? Don't you know how things work here? Who gave you the right to

hand shaking violently and wondered if you

and burst into laughter.

face, but he quickly hid it. Humph! He was still upset. He

grasped her chest, struggling

the woman. Turning her attention to Mitchel, she asked, "Could we have

without so much as a glance, grabbed another drink and stated icily, "I'm busy." His voice was devoid of any warmth, treating Raegan as if she were a

pang of hurt. "I just need a

irritation grew. He knitted his

for?" His implication was

if the alcohol had dulled Mitchel's

to the point, asking, "Mitchel, were