Chapter 903

Chapter 903:

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Mitchel simply raised his arm, keeping the device just out of reach. His voice was low and deliberate. "Are you trying to use this recording to prove your innocence?"

Raegan responded coldly, “Don't tell me you didn't realize that it was your fiancée who tried to frame me and ended up getting herself caught.”

Mitchel looked at Raegan with an icy tone. "Leaving aside that this recording does not capture everything, it still does not prove your innocence."

Then he lowered his arm and, with a loud snap, tossed Raegan's white phone into a container filled with liquid. It hissed upon contact.

"Do you see it?" His voice had a cold, menacing tone, a mocking edge that suggested the futility of his efforts. "Now it's completely useless."

Raegan stiffened and grabbed the phone quickly.

"A slap!" The sound was sharp. Mitchel slapped Raegan's hand away, leaving the back of her hand red and stinging.

Raegan barely noticed the pain before shock washed over her at the sight of her high-quality white titanium phone, now corroded by the liquid, its surface chipped.

It was clear that this was not ordinary water, but a chemical solution powerful enough to dissolve objects.

If Raegan's hand had been submerged, her fingers would surely have suffered the same fate, a thought that gave her a chill and made her fingers tremble slightly.

The phone, reduced to nothing more than a steel frame, took on an eerie appearance.

Stunned, Raegan took a long moment to process the scene before finally blurting out, "Who gave you the right to destroy my phone?"

Mitchel's response was cold and indifferent, hinting at a danger that went beyond the damage to his phone. "Even with an intact phone, do you think you would walk out of the police station unscathed?"

Do you think the Glyn family and the Dixon family will just let you go? Mitchel added.

The Glyn family's disdain for Raegan was evident, and with Alexis always eager to cause trouble for Mitchel, this incident would be no exception. As Mitchel's ex-wife, Raegan's involvement would only make things even worse. The last thing Mitchel needed was a tangled issue with Raegan.

Raegan's anger quickly calmed as the seriousness of the situation became clear. Mitchel's words were a veiled threat. If anything happened to Katie's son, she would be blamed and revenge from the Glyn and Dixon families would not be long in coming.

Looking into the eyes of the man she had once loved deeply, Raegan felt a stinging sadness. His previous certainty was shaken. Now he was wondering if Katie's son wasn't really Mitchel's. Mitchel's actions suggested a deeper connection than he admitted.

With a heavy heart, Raegan found the strength to face Mitchel.

"Is the child Katie is carrying yours?"

The silence that followed was revealing.

Mitchel paused, her expression unreadable, and when she noticed Raegan's teary eyes, she held back her words.

Sometimes silence revealed more than any confession.

But Raegan needed answers. She looked up, fighting back tears, and implored, "Mitchel, please, for the sake of what we once shared, tell me the truth."

The silence became oppressive, hanging heavily between them until Mitchel finally spoke, his voice hollow. "Yeah." He had confessed.

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