Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 436 Just Ordinary Friends

The woman's expression hardened. "What are you implying?" Raegan's smile was faint. "Maybe I got it wrong. It seems you're fine with being a lover, so maybe my sympathy is misplaced."

The woman was stunned by Raegan's boldness, having assumed Raegan was one of her kind. Shouldn't Raegan be trying to win Mitchel back? How could Raegan insult her in Mitchel's presence?

"So what? Sure, Mr. Dixon may have flirted with me, but he's not interested in you!" The woman's fury twisted her features as she retorted without holding back, "And who's to say how many have flirted with you in secret? Drop the innocent act! You're no high-class prostitute...

Fuming over how close her schemes could have made it earlier, only to be thwarted by Raegan, the woman lifted her hand in a huff, prepared to hurl the drink at Raegan.

But Raegan caught the woman's wrist just in time. "Whether I'm respectable or not isn't your place to say," Raegan stated calmly.

Her wrist held by Raegan, the woman could only stare as Raegan tipped her hand, the drink she meant to pour at Raegan dousing herself instead.

After releasing the woman, Raegan watched as the glass clattered to the floor. "Just remember, careless words come with consequences," she cautioned.

The woman stood drenched and disheveled, her wrist throbbing. She was not sensible enough to read the room and continued to insult Raegan, "I struck a nerve, huh? All you dolled-up ladies are just the same..."

"Enough!" Mitchel's voice cut through the air, deep and on the verge of erupting.

The woman smirked. "Looks like he's telling you to zip it!" Mitchel was beside himself with fury. What a moron this woman was! He blurted out, "Idiot!"

Mr. Ortega, sensing the growing tension, regretted his decision to involve the woman, a choice he aimed to please Mitchel instead of upsetting him. Attempting to diffuse the situation, he joked, "Well, Mr. Dixon's allure is really irresistible: See, these two stunning women are vying for his attention. That's something most of us can only dream of!"

The room filled with laughter at Mr. Ortega's attempt to lighten the mood.

The laughter and jesting continued around them.

"It's a rare sight indeed."

"Sure, if Mr. Dixon weren't here, maybe the rest of us would stand a chance. But with him around, we're all out of luck."

The men's jokes, fueled by alcohol, took a dive into coarseness.

to pinpoint who Mitchel was rebuking. Feeling out of place, she questioned the point of this squabble. Engaging in

"Mitchel, are you

grew stern, as if he couldn't tolerate her presence

If it's meant to be, it'll

Not to waste time? Was

acquaintances. Our meeting was coincidental, not what you might assume." Raegan's initial confidence had ebbed away, leaving her in doubt. She wondered if Mitchel

intentions for being here. She wanted to end the confusion that had lingered

briskly

What did Raegan just reveal? She and Stefan were

woman heavily dolled up, sighed in relief as Raegan left. She acknowledged her inability to rival Raegan. She sauntered over to Mitchel, her tone dripping with flirtation, "Mr. Dixon, now that I've removed that nuisance for you, what's my prize?" It wasn't uncommon for a man

naive girls. Once boredom set in, even the most stunning beauty lost her

with the pleasure of a drink

turned icy, and he swiftly brushed

tripped and landed awkwardly

glance over the crowd and stated firmly, "Just so we're clear, I was the one chasing her!

onlookers, particularly Mr. Ortega, who regretted his actions deeply. He had never intended

own requests for Mitchel, now just hoped

woman, still on the floor, attempted to catch Mr. Ortega's attention with a sweet

last bit of hope dwindled, yet she

consequences. His face twisted in annoyance, and he

any time in catching

taxi began to drive away, a voice echoed from behind.

Raegan in the rearview mirror, questioning, "Is that

going." She was determined to avoid any further entanglement with Mitchel since she had said

driver followed her instructions and

sudden roar interrupted their

taxi screeched to

driver, anxious, said, "Miss, this could be trouble." Mitchel approached the taxi, tapping on the window, trying

felt immense pressure. He never thought he'd