Chapter 619

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However, Raegan did not give up his efforts. He stepped up his act, stomping his feet and complaining, "And he said really horrible things, too!"

Mitchel, who was previously in a bad mood, found himself unexpectedly entertained by the spectacle. Struggling to maintain his composure, he asked, "And what did he say?"

Raegan, still sobbing, responded, "He bragged about taking everything you owned, including me, and even talked about taking over the company..."

Raegan was weaving her story with skill, straddling truth and drama. Indeed, Henley had made far worse comments than those he recounted, but he chose his words carefully to conceal his true identity and motives. And Henley's ambitions for the company? They were very real and left no room for accusations of falsehood.

Mitchel fixed Henley with a steely look and dismissed him with a scoff.

"Only in your dreams."

Raegan showed her wrist to Mitchel. “Look, he left a bruise on you,” he noted, his voice a mix of pain and accusation.

Mitchel's expression softened and his anger gave way to concern, as he gently offered, "Let me take care of that."

The room was shocked into silence by Mitchel's gentle gesture, something they did not expect from the usually reserved Mitchel.

For a man of Mitchel's stature, who had known he had been single for so long, admitting that he had a girlfriend was not only unusual, but rather surprising.

Everyone was buzzing with curiosity about Raegan, who had garnered so much attention from them.

Mitchel, with a look of disdain directed at Henley, issued a warning: "If there is a next time, expect more than a few punches."

Mitchel then placed his protective arm around Raegan's shoulders, signaling her departure.

Henley stood, his eyes frozen, as Mitchel and Raegan walked away.

He was surprised by Raegan's cunning, caught off guard by her ability to turn the tables.

Openly retaliating would tarnish his carefully maintained image, but remaining silent seemed to confirm the accusations against him. In any case, Raegan had dealt a serious blow to his reputation.

Henley left the scene quietly, his departure leaving a chill in the air and further convincing viewers of Raegan's claims.

The disparity between Henley's usual behavior and his current situation was striking.

Back in Mitchel's office, the door had barely closed when he lifted Raegan onto the desk and began treating her bruises with alcohol from his drawer.

«It is not as serious as it seems. "I went a little overboard by rubbing it more."

Raegan confessed.

Raegan believed that if she didn't make the injury look serious, people wouldn't reconsider their opinion of Henley.

Mitchel's response was a low murmur, a mixture of advice and concern.

"Don't take him alone when I'm not there."

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