Chapter 659

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Raegan's cheeks flushed redder, convinced she wouldn't be able to fall asleep with him so close. "I don't think I can take it anymore," he confessed sheepishly, which only made Mitchel giggle as he settled down next to him. «You just need a little more exercise. You're not strong enough yet.

Raegan replied, "Hey, that's not my fault. "It's just that you're too much to keep up with."

Then he gave her a curious look. "Mitchel, how did you get so good at all that?" Using ice… He was too skillful!

Mitchel turned on his side and rested his head on his hand as he looked at her. "Boys usually acquire these skills on their own."

Raegan was skeptical. "You're making it up."

Mitchel took her hand and felt her pulse with his fingers, his voice low and seductive. "Thinking too much only leads to..."

Mitchel was wearing simple cotton pajamas, their discreet design giving him an elegant and irresistibly tempting look.

His voice, with a power that made one shudder slightly, carefully articulated certain feelings.

Raegan couldn't take it anymore and kicked him. “Mitchel, stop it!”

Mitchel trapped the kicker's foot between her legs, gently kissing her wrist. «All this is for you. If you enjoy it, that's the only thing that counts.

Raegan tried to feign disinterest. "Enjoy? Who could..."

Mitchel laughed lightly. "Who was he then, begging his brother today on my behalf?"

Raegan blushed deeply. “Have you heard that?”

Mitchel raised an eyebrow. Yes, I heard Miss Foster calling for backup, saving her husband.

Raegan's ears were burning. "I never said 'saving my husband.'"

“So what was it?” Mitchel scoffed, winking. “Saving Miss Foster’s lover?”

«What lover? "Enough of the nonsense." Raegan shot a pointed look at Mitchel, clearly irritated.

Mitchel pursed his lips and said, "Seriously, who would choose to be a 'lover' unless they had to?"

Mitchel looked at Raegan seriously. “So, Miss Foster, when do you plan to make our relationship official?”

Raegan was speechless. Watching him, he didn't look like someone upset about losing his job. She couldn't resist asking, "Is he really in trouble this time?"

«I am here looking for your help. What does that tell you?

Raegan continued to press: "So, you're saying your CEO title is in jeopardy?"

Mitchel's eyelashes drooped slightly, a hint of melancholy in his voice.

"It's possible."

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