Chapter 821

Chapter 821:

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The disturbing realization that a stranger had hugged her triggered a wave of nausea. As Raegan emerged from the bathroom, a familiar voice reached her ears.

«You fool, why did you have to touch that woman? Now you have put me in this predicament. Ruben complained.

"How could I predict his reaction?" Klein replied. «She is divorced. Shouldn't she be eager for young men like us? Instead, she was stiff, nothing like a woman's caresses. And he behaves with such arrogance.

Raegan recognized the interlocutors as the two wealthy sons Benson had just introduced her to.

"Who hugged me from behind just now?" Ruben asked.

"That? Has anyone hugged you? Klein raised an eyebrow.

«Yes, and I felt a circular pendant or something like that. I felt like he was putting pressure on me. It certainly didn't seem like a woman's touch. "I wonder what man thought he could exploit me."

"A round necklace?" Klein's expression changed and he immediately hugged Ruben from behind.

"Pervert! What is this about? "I prefer women!" Ruben exclaimed.

Klein maintained his composure and asked, “Like this?”

Ruben felt Klein's embrace, sensing something strangely familiar.

Klein reached under his shirt and pulled out a skull-shaped pendant.

“Did you mean this?”

«You are the one who hugged me!» Rubén shouted, his voice tinged with surprise.

Klein let go of him abruptly and slapped him hard on the back of the head. «Why haven't you spoken before? Benson told me off. "He even threatened to tell my father."

«How would I know? Why don't you reflect on how you didn't realize you were hugging a man? replied Ruben.

"Then I was too excited," Klein defended herself. "In the dark, I didn't notice at first."

Shall we go back and explain everything to Benson? Ruben proposed.

"Forget it. It's formidable. If you don't trust us, we will have more problems. Let's go unnoticed. "I don't want you to make another complaint to my father."

Raegan's thoughts spun like a carousel as the two men disappeared into the distance, leaving her with a bewildered expression frozen on her face. It turned out that the individual who had hugged her was not Klein. So who was it?

As Raegan meticulously reconstructed the evening's seating plan in her mind, vivid details emerged.

Klein was wearing a jacket, while the man who had hugged her was wearing a simple dress shirt. Benson's friend chose a dress shirt, but sat several spaces away, making it impossible for him to quickly return before the room lit up. With him out of sight, suspicion focused on the remaining man in the dress shirt.

Raegan's fist clenched so tightly it stung her palm. Could it really be Mitchel?

At the entrance of the club, Amilia followed Mitchel closely.

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