Erick, ever a protective big brother for Raegan, found it hard to keep his cool around Mitchel. He had heeded Raegan’s words, and only after a few days did he come to confront Mitchel.
Had this happened just two days earlier, Erick would have likely lost his temper and clashed with Mitchel.
With a clenched jaw, Erick tossed a document onto the table. “Mr. Dixon, I’m returning this absurd will to you!” He sneered, “You know, if you just change the name on it, you might actually impress Miss Glyn.”
Mitchel replied indifferently, “No need. I’ve already declared this will void.”
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Erick was at a loss for words. If it wasn’t for Raegan’s sake, he’d have punched Mitchel until Mitchel couldn’t speak. How could Mitchel disrespect the Foster family like this?
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Erick scoffed. “Very neat.”
Mitchel didn’t say anything. No matter how much Erick taunted, he listened quietly. It seemed that he didn’t want to conflict with Erick from the beginning.
Erick wanted to lash out, but Mitchel’s silence gave him no excuse.
He clenched his fists, then relaxed and slid his hands back into his pockets, turning toward the door.
Just as Erick opened the door, he stopped and said, “Mitchel, I really regret letting you two get back together. If I could turn back time, you wouldn’t get that chance again.”
Mitchel stayed quiet.
Erick gave a resigned smile and said, “Well, it’s time to rip off the Band-Aid.”
Actually, Erick shared the same suspicion as Raegan. Mitchel, who had once risked everything for Raegan, even his life, now claimed he didn’t love her anymore.
After a moment’s thought, Erick asked, “Are you planning something?”
After a long pause, Mitchel replied slowly, “No.”
This response was expected. With a smile, Erick said, “You view Raegan too weak. She doesn’t need all that protection. The approach you’re using is exactly what she rejects. Congratulations! You’ve lost her forever! Raegan will never come back to you.”
With those words, Erick opened the door and left without a backward glance. The door slammed shut behind him.
Mitchel stared at the closed door, remaining silent.
Then, suddenly, the sound of things hitting the ground filled the room.
Matteo rushed in immediately and noticed the chaos on the floor. A whole display case of trophies lay shattered.
Matteo had hurriedly run in at the commotion, assuming Erick hit Mitchel. He nervously surveyed Mitchel, relieved to see the latter wasn’t hurt.
There hadn’t been a fight, then. So, what exactly had happened here?
Racking his mind, Matteo asked with concern, “Mr. Dixon, are you okay?”
Matteo thought there might be injuries hidden under Mitchel’s clothes that he couldn’t see.