Provoking Lorenzo for Raegan’s sake could incite severe retaliation from the Maxwell family.
Caught in this dilemma, Stefan weighed his options. If it were only him involved, perhaps he could act differently. But with the Clifford family at stake, and despite his contempt for his family’s brutal manners, he could not risk dragging them into danger through any rash actions.
In the end, Stefan decided against sharing Lorenzo’s photo with his family and securely tucked his phone away. This was not a decision to be made impulsively. He couldn’t risk even informing Erick, lest he inadvertently lead Erick into a trap set up by the Maxwell family.
A carefully thought-out plan was needed.
As Stefan’s car pulled away, Matteo looked at Mitchel. “Should we follow him?”
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“No need,” Mitchel replied.
The way Stefan had spoken to Raegan at the door struck Matteo as a poignant goodbye. He couldn’t fathom Mitchel’s actions, watching Raegan so intensely without letting her notice.
This one-sided affection, Matteo realized, had become a painful constant in Mitchel’s life. Mitchel often observed Raegan from afar, yet act cold and detached during their encounters.
Matteo couldn’t make sense of it. Observing this strained relationship reinforced his belief in the merits of single life.
Raegan’s villa, West Lake Villa, remained warmly lit as always.
Mitchel gazed at it for a while before finally instructing to leave.
On the drive back, Matteo answered a call and then reported seriously, “Mr. Dixon, they’ve met.”
“Connect it through,” Mitchel instructed coldly.
Matteo retrieved a black metal box resembling a radio and connected it to Mitchel’s Bluetooth earpiece. Katie’s irritated voice came through clearly. “What do you want?”
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At the Glyn family’s villa, Katie was on edge, warily watching the impeccably dressed Henley who had unexpectedly climbed in through the window.
“I have nothing to say to you. Leave, or I’ll call the police,”
Katie warned.
Ignoring her, Henley settled onto the cushioned sofa. “What’s the hurry?”
“Henley!” Katie exclaimed, her expression shifting. “I’m about to marry Mitchel and become the legitimate wife of the CEO of the Dixon Group. Is it appropriate for you to appear in your future sister-in-law’s room in the middle of the night?”
“Interesting… Henley chuckled derisively. “Are you sure you’re going to become the wife of the CEO of the Dixon Group?”
“Absolutely,” Katie responded with certainty. She was confident in her importance to Mitchel.
“I heard your father has been unconscious all this time?” Henley suddenly dropped this unsettling news.
Katie’s composure faltered, her eyes widening in shock. “What are you implying?”
Henley’s thumbs met as he clasped his hands together, tapping them rhythmically. “You’re intelligent enough to figure it out, aren’t you?”