Chapter 833

Chapter 833:

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'On one occasion, a Dixon Group insider seriously claimed that Mr Dixon had criticized the Glyn family's unethical dealings in a meeting. As a result, the Glyn family's shares plummeted. But as we see, the rumors are just that. Once the rumors have been clarified, the Glyn Group's profits are rising again. They say that behind every great man is a great woman, and it seems that Mr. Dixon, a financial titan, truly adores Miss Glyn. And there is news that Miss Glyn is pregnant..."

Elin slammed the laptop shut. She was relieved to have finally turned off this damn computer. “Raegan…” she began, unsure of what to say next.

Elin's curiosity about Mitchel's high-profile wedding was the only reason she had been browsing.

Raegan calmly responded, "It's okay."

Raegan then opened a file and said, "Could you contact the client and see if they are okay with this change?"

After a long discussion about work, Raegan maintained her composure.

Elin felt a little relieved. She wasn't sure if Raegan was really over it or if she was just pretending everything was fine.

When it came to feelings, the comfort of others was often not enough.

We had to move forward.

Raegan returned to her office and tried to keep busy, but found herself unable to concentrate. The news of Mitchel's upcoming marriage continued to affect her deeply.

She got up and walked to the window, hoping the sight of the greenery would calm her down. However, his heart was still in chaos and he found no peace.

After knocking, Matteo entered Mitchel's office.

Mitchel was slumped in his chair, looking exhausted.

Matteo reported: "Mr. Dixon, Mr. Erick Foster has come to see you."

Mitchel raised his eyebrows. “Erick?”

"Yes, I didn't say he was here," Matteo added quickly. He preferred not to mention that Erick seemed furious, as if ready for a confrontation.

In Matteo's opinion, it was best for Erick and Mitchel to avoid each other for now. Mitchel seemed too fragile to withstand any more stress.

However, Mitchel ordered: “Take him to the reception room. "I'll go right away."

Matteo wanted to persuade Mitchel, but in the end, he just nodded and accepted: "Okay."

When Mitchel entered the reception room, he found Erick standing by the window, leafing through a Dixon Company yearbook.

“Erick,” Mitchel shouted as he always did.

Erick turned around, his face noticeably cold. «Mr Dixon, I think you have confused me with someone else. "I don't remember having anything to do with you."

Before Mitchel could reply, Erick scoffed. «You no longer need to address me that way. All you have to do is see what you have caused.

Despite Erick's harsh words, Mitchel maintained a calm and indifferent expression, showing no sign of embarrassment.

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