âYou said âwomen from the Foster family.
â Who exactly do you mean by âwomenâ, Katie?â
Katieâs mask slipped, her eyes darting momentarily wide with surprise, before quickly regaining her composure, clearly unprepared for Raeganâs sharp insight.
She swiftly regained her poise, replying with a careless air, âJust a slip of the tongue, Raegan.
But youâre awfully quick to take offense.
Does the Foster family have a history of mistresses, or is that just a personal interest of yours?â
Raeganâs smile was icy as she retorted, âThe Fosters may not keep mistresses, but Iâm currently face to face with a woman whoâs quite familiar with the role.
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Katieâs eyes flashed with anger, âWhat utter rubbish are you peddling?â
âIsnât it true?â Raeganâs smile never wavered as she threw down the gauntlet.
âDo I need to refresh your memory? You claimed to be Mitchelâs fiancée while I was still married to him, and even after the truth came out, you continued to brazenly perpetuate that lie in the media.
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âYouâ¦â Katieâs face turned bright red with anger, her neck bulging as she pointed a shaky finger at Raegan.
âShut your mouth!â
Raeganâs lips curled as she warned, âKatie, donât push me too far.
Iâve been indulgent with you so far, but if you continue to provoke and taunt me, donât say I didnât warn you.
Iâll gladly reveal your secrets to the world.
Let me make it clear.
I have no interest in Mitchel, and I refuse to compromise my values to be the shameless other woman.
Stop parading yourself in front of me until youâve solidified your position as his wife!â
Katieâs face drained of color as she contemplated the possibility of her past misdeeds being revealed by Raegan, and the thought of facing the judgmental gaze of the wealthy elite with her reputation in tatters made her blood run cold.
As for Raeganâs claim of being decency, she had her reservation.
Raegan glanced at her phone to check the time and fixed a stern gaze on the woman standing in her way, her voice firm as she asked, âAre you going to step aside?â
Katieâs face burned with anger as she stood firmly in the doorway, refusing to move an inch.
Raegan sought to avoid further conflict with Katie, so she opted to exit through the front door, assuming the area had been cleared and hoping to make a swift departure.
Just as Raegan turned to make her exit, Katie lunged forward, grasping Raeganâs arm in a tight grip.
Raeganâs body went rigid as she spun back around, her eyes locked intensely on Katie, and she demanded in a sharp, low tone, âWhat do you think youâre doing? Why are you holding me like this?â
Katieâs face twisted into a snarl, her eyes blazing with venom as she sneered, âRaegan, why canât you just vanish? Youâre a constant affront to me, a repulsive reminder of everything I despise!â
Katieâs grip on Raeganâs arm tightened, making Raeganâs fear grow.
Katieâs face and actions radiated malice, her intentions unmistakably sinister.
Raeganâs mind raced with a chilling suspicion that Katie might be aware of her pregnancy and harbor an ill intent toward her unborn child.
âLet go! Leave me alone!â Raegan scolded Katie.
Katie suddenly pulled Raegan back and then yanked her hard, making her stumble.
Raeganâs eyes widened in horror as she realized she was being dragged toward the sharp corner of a table, its deadly edge perilously close to her pregnant belly.
In a state of panic, Raegan desperately grasped the nearby door handle and with a surge of adrenaline, forcefully flung Katie off, breaking her grip.
However, Raegan didnât catch the menacing glint that flickered in Katieâs eyes as she abruptly released her grip.
Katieâs eyes shimmered with a dark intensity, her pupils as menacing as scorpions drenched in poison.
Raegan looked up and caught the malice lurking within those depths.