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.

Mitchel was mad due to his misunderstanding about the previous night, it

gaze was locked on her. She donned a classic little red dress with slender black straps,

Ardlens were still chilly, but Raegan appeared indifferent to

beside him. Instead, he

can get Mr. Dixon to drink your glass?" Mr. Ortega teased the woman beside Mitchel,

woman, looking pitiful, tugged at Mitchel's sleeve and pleaded, "Mr. Dixon, do you

leaned in closer to Mitchel, the thin fabric of her dress barely concealing her form. She was using all her charms to seduce

it meant undressing herself. Her friends had all prospered similarly, enjoying lavish lifestyles since

Mitchel checked all her boxes. He was handsome, well-built, and exuded a subtle naughtiness that was utterly captivating.

employ her usual tactics. Her grip on the glass of wine tilted slightly, making it appear she "accidentally" spilled the drink on his pants. Only then could she make advances on him. She smirked, thinking

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

the side, gently interjected, "Let's be careful not to spill the drink,

words. Irritated, she wondered

things work here? Who gave

your hand shaking violently and wondered

into laughter. What a way to

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

The woman grasped her chest, struggling to

woman. Turning her

at Raegan, Mitchel, without so much as a glance, grabbed another drink and stated icily, "I'm busy." His voice was devoid of

pang of hurt.

Raegan, Mitchel's irritation grew. He knitted his brows and said impatiently, "I told you I'm busy. Isn't that

are you waiting for?" His implication was to

if the alcohol

asking, "Mitchel,