At this moment, Mitchel disengaged his clothes from Lauren's grip and gazed
down at Lauren.
“Lauren, do you recall my previous warning?”
He was referring to the caution he had issued the night when he handed Jocelyn
over to the police.
A wave of coldness swept over Lauren, sending shivers down her spine.
Pinching herself, tears began to flow freely.
“Mitchel, it's not true. Don't trust her. She's siding with Raegan...
She must be helping Raegan frame me...”
“Ha-ha!” Nicole scoffed.
“Should there be any doubts, I wouldn't hesitate to have an expert verify the
recording.”
“Shut up!” Lauren snapped in anger.
“You're best friends, right?
Obviously, you'd collaborate to set me up!”
Lauren steadfastly refused to confess. In her mind, if she didn't acknowledge it, it
had nothing to do with her.
Nicole, unwilling to waste more time, pocketed her recorder, giving Lauren a
pointed Look.
“I'm not here to argue, but consider this a warning. If you torment my friend
again, I'll ensure your spiteful words go viral. Everyone in Ardlens will hear this
recording and know you as the shameless mistress. Prepare to be despised by
everyone!”
“How dare you!” Lauren fumed. With tears in her eyes, she turned to Mitchel and
pleaded, “Mitchel, she’s defaming me. I can’t let her take this recording away.”
“Just admit you're scared. Stop playing the victim,” Nicole retorted with a look of
contempt.
“Stay away from Raegan and this recording won't see the light of day.”
Nicole realized that, with the Dixon Group’s influence, the recording might never
go public even if she spent a fortune.
But just possessing it could serve as a deterrent, keeping Lauren from harassing
Raegan.
“Don’t worry. Raegan has no interest in Mitchel,” Nicole added, her lips curling
into a smile.
“Aman who lets his wife lose their child to save his ex-girlfriend? Raegan will
never want him back.”
These words visibly unsettled Mitchel's previously indifferent demeanor.
Nicole felt a surge of satisfaction.