Chapter 813

Chapter 813:

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Raegan was truly speechless.

"I'm sorry," Mitchel said, his voice indifferent and showing no sincerity.

Just as Raegan was beginning to suspect that Mitchel's actions were intentional, she signaled to a waiter. "Could you bring a pot of water for this lady?"

Raegan couldn't shake the feeling that Mitchel had done it on purpose.

Maybe he thought I was drinking alcohol?

Once this thought took hold of Raegan, she couldn't let it go. Why did Mitchel care if she drank? Old Mitchel knew that even a little alcohol disoriented her, so he had always made sure she stayed away from him. Could be…?

Raegan stood up and excused herself to the bathroom, where she splashed cold water on her face to clear her thoughts. Looking at his pale reflection, he couldn't remember the last time he had smiled from the heart.

Then, Raegan remembered Janey's words about Mitchel's protective actions.

And now he was trying hard to keep her away from alcohol. EVERYTHING little by little fed the hope in his heart.

After collecting herself, Raegan returned to her seat. When he returned, he realized that Benson and his friend were no longer at their table, but dancing on the floor. That is to say, Mitchel was the only one left sitting there.

With this in mind, Raegan quickened her pace, eager to ask Mitchel a few questions.

However, before Raegan could get closer, she saw an attractive, modern woman approaching Mitchel. The woman leaned towards him to whisper something in his ear.

Raegan moved a little closer and listened as the woman asked for Mitchel's contact information on her friend's behalf.

Raegan followed the woman's gaze and saw the friend looking at her with a bold and confident look, which made Raegan feel uncomfortable.

Raegan had been sitting next to Mitchel all afternoon, so it was difficult for those two girls to deduce whether she was with Mitchel or not.

However, they took advantage of the moment when Raegan left for the bathroom to ask for Mitchel's contact information, even giving her flirtatious glances. This behavior really disgusted people.

When the girl noticed Raegan approaching, she didn't back away.

Instead, she asked Mitchel in a sugary, flirtatious tone, "If I drink this glass of wine, will you give me your contact information?"

As she spoke, the girl leaned forward provocatively, almost showing off her ample cleavage to Mitchel.

Raegan frowned. He couldn't imagine that a man like Mitchel would be attracted to such vulgar people. But the next moment, he received a slap in the face.

Raegan caught a glimpse of Mitchel's intense gaze, with a touch of bold appeal, as she nodded nonchalantly, "Sure."

The girl raised her glass in the air before emptying its contents in one swift movement, without changing her expression. After setting the glass down, it remained perfectly steady. His ability to handle alcohol made it clear that he frequented clubs.

Perhaps Mitchel's attractiveness and approachable demeanor allowed the girl to converse more openly. She slid her empty glass towards him and asked with a hint of pride, "What do you think?"

The dim lights highlighted Mitchel's sharp features, enhancing his attractive appearance.

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