The photo showed Lauren caressing Vicenteâs leg with her foot, while Vicente clung to Laurenâs hand.
They did this right in front of Vicenteâs wife.
Handing Raeganâs phone back, Mrs.
Potter addressed calmly, âThank you for bringing this to my attention, Mrs.
Dixon.
â
The very next moment, she slapped Vicenteâs face fiercely.
Furious, she shouted, âYou scoundrel! How dare you!â
Noting Mrs.
Potterâs anger, Vicente pointed at Lauren, shifting the blame.
âSheâs the one to blame.
She seduced me!â
Lauren went pale instantly.
âMr.
Potter, stop lying!â
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Potter looked from Vicente to Lauren, then scoffed, âWhere thereâs smoke, thereâs fire.
Enough with the excuses!â
She hit the nail on the head with her words.
Mrs.
Potter, known for her education and sophistication, would always confront her husband first in any issue, and deal with any other involved party later.
âMiss Murray, I am impressed.
It seems this is the way how Alpire Studio operates.
Iâll be sure to warn my friends about it,â Mrs.
Potter said, then turned and left without a second glance at her husband.
Lauren, hearing this, became visibly anxious.
She knew many of Mrs.
Potterâs friends were important clients at Alpire Studio.
Worse, she was involved with some of Mrs.
Potterâs friendsâ husbands.
If this got out, sheâd be ruined.
In desperation, Lauren turned to Vicente.
âPlease, Mr.
Potter, you must speak good of me in front of your wife!â
Vicente looked at Lauren with disdain and snorted.
Worried about his position at the company, he quickly distanced himself from Lauren.
âYou bitch! Youâre the one who came onto me first!â
âThatâs a lie! How could you accuse me like that, you⦠You jerk!â
Lauren retorted.
In an instant, the two of them quarreled and tangled with each other.
Lauren was no match for Vicenteâs strength.
In the fight, she lost some hair, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Lauren fell to the ground and desperately grabbed Mitchelâs feet.
âMitchel, please, you have to help meâ¦â
Seeing Mitchelâs handsome face covered by the coldness, Raegan remained silent.
She recalled Erickâs words about how men usually disliked women with harmful intentions the most.
Wanting a divorce, Raegan decided to play the bad guy gloating here.
She commented, âMr.
Dixon, didnât you notice your little lover asking for your help?â
To her astonishment, Mitchel commanded without any emotion, âThrow them out.
â
Raegan was momentarily taken aback.