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.

given her a new perspective. If Mitchel was mad due to his misunderstanding about the previous night, it

soon as Raegan stepped in, Mitchel's gaze was locked on her. She donned

The nights in Ardlens were still chilly, but Raegan appeared indifferent to

drink from the woman beside him. Instead, he grabbed a nearby glass and finished it in one

Dixon to drink your glass?" Mr. Ortega teased the woman beside Mitchel, "If he doesn't drink, you'll have to

and pleaded, "Mr. Dixon, do you really want to see me undress? Can't

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

view, winning over Mitchel was all that mattered, even if it meant undressing herself. Her friends had all

affluent man. Yet, Mitchel checked all her boxes. He was handsome, well-built, and exuded a subtle

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 pants. Only then could she

wine on Mitchel's

gently interjected, "Let's

a loss for words. Irritated, she wondered about Raegan's identity,

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

noticed your hand shaking violently and

contain his amusement and burst into laughter. What a way to interpret the

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

woman grasped her chest, struggling

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

Mitchel, 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

pang of hurt. "I

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

you waiting for?" His implication was to have Matteo show Raegan

wondering if the

to the point, asking, "Mitchel, were