Chapter 251
Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
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Moments earlier, when Mitchel had just returned, Matteo had said that Mitchel and Raegan were the perfect couple after seeing the shiny marriage certificate.
Mitchel had praised Matteo for a well-crafted presentation and had even ordered him to claim a bonus from the Accounting Department for his efforts.
As a senior assistant, he received praise for his excellent PowerPoint presentation. Isn't it absurd?
To put it bluntly, Mitchel was in a good mood and decided to share his happiness in this way.
But how did Mitchel's mood change so abruptly?
Sensing the change, Matteo said cautiously: âMr. Dixon, the restaurant called. Are you still planning to go there as planned?
Mitchel sat silently with a long face.
He felt such overwhelming anxiety that he cajoled Raegan into remarrying him, eager to have Raegan at his side with the marriage certificate.
The whole process seemed rushed to him, and he felt a desire to celebrate with Raegan. However, she didn't seem interested at all, even lacking the desire to talk to him.
As for the celebration⦠Perhaps he was the only one who considered that his new marriage deserved to be celebrated.
For Raegan, their marriage was a mere contractual agreement.
A bitter smile appeared on Mitchel's lips. «Cancel the appointment. "I don't need it anymore."
After turning around, Matteo left to notify the restaurant.
âI'm afraid the special package cannot be cancelled, so there will be no refund,â Matteo conveyed.
The goal of the package was to create a romantic atmosphere in which a lover could propose to his partner. Fresh roses would be selected from the restaurant's rose garden and placed around the entire space in the morning.
The scene would have more than one hundred thousand roses, creating a truly spectacular spectacle. It was extravagant, but romantic.
Matteo remembered that Mitchel had asked him to reserve a meal yesterday.
Among several luxury establishments, Mitchel chose this restaurant and made a particular request to use the red flowers.
Mitchel sighed and said, "Okay, I get it."
Meanwhile, Raegan, who was a few hundred meters away from the subway station, was suddenly stopped by two men dressed in black suits.
Raegan looked at them suspiciously. One of the men said respectfully, âMiss Hayes, please come with us. Mr. Brooks wants to talk to you.
Mr. Brooks? Confused, Raegan turned to see a luxurious black car parked nearby.
As he rolled down the window, he locked eyes with Henley, who smiled a soft, elegant smile at him.
Despite the seemingly friendly gesture, a shiver ran down Raegan's spine.
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