Love Unbreakable

Chapter 365 Mr. Dixon Spat Blood After leaving the hospital, Raegan threw herself into her work, trying to distract herself from the whirlwind of thoughts swirling in her head. She wanted to avoid making any mistakes while her memories were fuzzy.

Raegan picked up every call from Mitchel, but her replies were brief and to the point. Swamped with work, tied down, hanging out with friends... She caught herself using these insincere excuses for two days straight.

Raegan began to feel like she was betraying him. A wave of guilt washed over her...

On the third day, Mitchel stopped calling, simmering with irritation. But by the afternoon, his patience ran thin,

and he sent her a text, "Will you come today?" After sending the message, Mitchel remembered an article Luis had shared with him the day before. It suggested that women appreciated sweet words and advised men not to shy away from showing affection for the desired one.

Pausing briefly, Mitchel sent another message, just three words this time.

After hitting send, Mitchel's heart raced. He felt like a lovesick teenager, eagerly waiting for a message back from the one he adored. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Mitchel kept his eyes glued to his phone for a long while, but a reply from Raegan never arrived.

Mitchel felt a growing sense of disappointment and irritation. For three days straight, his expectations had been let down. It was becoming clear that Raegan's promises were

empty.

He regretted believing her, letting her walk away without a second thought the other day. Once she was gone, she didn't come back.

The more Mitchel dwelled on it, the angrier he got, until he couldn't resist calling Raegan.

Raegan picked up quickly this time.

With bitterness in his voice, Mitchel asked, "Are you really that tied up with things?" "Hello?" The cheerful male voice on the other end was not who Mitchel expected.

"Who's this?" Mitchel's annoyance was evident in his voice.

"I'm Judd, Miss Foster's assistant.” Raegan had hired a man as hel assistant? Trying to keep his cool,

Mitchel said, "Let me talk to her." "Do you want to leave a message? [I'll make sure she gets it." Judd's hesitation only made Mitchel more frustrated. Mitchel's face turned sour. "Tell her to answer the call. I need to talk to her." Judd refused, "Sorry, she's tied up right now." Mitchel was at a loss for words.

Fuming, he wondered how Raegan managed to hire such a stubborn assistant. Was the assistant's only purpose to irritate him? "Need anything else?" Judd sounded indifferent as if he was hinting at Mitchel to wrap it up and go.

Mitchel had never been brushed off by an assistant like this. He inhaled sharply, gritted his teeth, and muttered, "No."

With a "click," the conversation was over.

Judd looked at Raegan's phone, his brow furrowing slightly.

Right then, Raegan came over and asked, "Was that Elin on the phone? Did the backup dress arrive?" Truly, Raegan was buried in work today. After the deal with Sino Entertainment didn't go through, another company, Arthen Entertainment, had come knocking to talk about the makeup for their mid- year gala.

Elin was the one who negotiated the deal, and surprisingly, after just a single meeting, they sealed the deal swiftly. It was worth noting that Arthen Entertainment was leagues ahead of Sino Entertainment.

Sino Entertainment's stars mostly

didn't have notable works, boasting only one top celebrity as their standout. On the other hand, Arthen Entertainment was home to six Best Actor and Actress winners, and even their less celebrated actors had won newcomer awards in cinema, establishing it as a powerhouse for movie stars. In essence, Sino Entertainment was no match for Arthen Entertainment.

As a result, for any single gala, numerous studios competed fiercely for a chance. Yet, Arthen Entertainment traditionally partnered with upscale studios from overseas, marking this the first time they had opted for a domestic collaborator.

Interestingly, instead of choosing the well-known Alpire Studio, Arthen Entertainment went for Crescent, a newcomer that had only been around for a month, sparking curiosity.

All eyes were now on Crescent. And there was keen anticipation for the makeup looks Crescent would deliver for the event.

Raegan understood the importance of this chance, realizing that handling this event well could nearly clinch victory for Crescent in Ardlens.

With the gala nearing, Raegan was all the more diligent. Thus, she spent her whole day backstage at Arthen Entertainment, handling final fittings for several big names.

Since she had to stay in touch with Elin, Raegan gave her phone to Judd to take care of calls.

Right then, Judd reported, "Raegan, a man called a moment ago. You didn't have his number saved, so I picked up.” A man? Raegan immediately thought

of Mitchel. Except for Mitchel, she had tagged names for her brother and father.

"What was his message?" Raegan asked.

Judd replied, "He didn't mention anything specific. He just wanted me to pass the phone to you. I let him know you were tied up." "Got it, thanks." At that moment, the director approached Raegan to go over some details.

Raegan found herself too preoccupied to glance at her phone. She figured Mitchel was in good hands regardless and didn't worry too much. After all, she hadn't been able to visit him but made sure nutritious soups and fruits were sent his way daily. She saw no issue with this arrangement.

Raegan's day was packed until the evening. Just as she was wrapping up, the CEO of Arthen Entertainment dropped by for an informal conversation with Raegan.

Raegan was taken aback, having never met the CEO of Arthen Entertainment before.

Introducing himself, Devonte said, "Miss Foster, I'm Devonte Frazier." "Nice to meet you, Mr. Frazier." "I caught a glimpse of your makeup work earlier. It truly stands out and has made a lasting impression on me." Raegan replied, "Crescent mainly offers traditional style series, which you don't see much around here. If you have any ideas or feedback, I'm all ears. I'll do my best to adjust without losing our unique style." Most celebrities preferred wearing

gowns from international designers, and embracing a traditional style could be a new concept for some. 4 Nevertheless, Raegan was open to feedback but intended to keep the traditional essence intact. If pushed to adopt a completely foreign style, Raegan would opt out of the project.

"Crescent" was born from Raegan's mother's dream to spread traditional culture. She didn't want to compromise its uniqueness merely for profit.

Devonte clarified, shaking his head, "Oh, you've got me wrong. I actually find your work very appealing. I'm quite pleased." Raegan was surprised to hear Devonte's candid praise. She felt joy for his appreciation for Crescent's dedication to traditional style. "Thank you for choosing Crescent."

"There's no need for thanks. I'm the lucky one here. Had it not been for Mr.

Dixon's recommendation, I'd have lost the chance of seeing such a fabulous gala to come." Raegan, caught off guard, asked, "Which Mr. Dixon might you be talking about?" Devonte raised an eyebrow, never expecting Raegan's lack of knowledge of Mitchel's involvement.

Devonte shared, "Mitchel Dixon, the CEO of Dixon Group and my former classmate." Raegan was initially taken aback that a significant entity like Arthen Entertainment would take note of their startup studio. Suddenly, it all clicked.

Devonte reassured her, "But please don't read too much into it. Our selection process is rigorous. It wasn't

just a favor. Your studio's makeup won our committee's approval with a 7 to 3 vote." Raegan was at a loss for words.

On her way back, Raegan checked her phone in the car. She then saw unread messages waiting for her.

She had muted Mitchel's messages and, because she was part of many work groups, Mitchel's messages got lost in the shuffle.

The first message from Mitchel was a simple query. "Will you come today?" Quickly after, another one came through. "I miss you." Raegan paused, a warm feeling spreading across her face. She reflected on the quiet ways Mitchel had supported her, recognizing he had plenty of chances to boast in her presence but chose not to. In light of

this, she thought she might have been too tough on him.

After giving it some thought and considering what he was going through, she decided to give Mitchel a call to see how he was.

The phone just rang without an answer. Raegan felt a knot in her stomach. Maybe he was hurt and that was why he wasn't picking up her calls.

Right at that moment, Raegan's phone rang with a call from Matteo.

Answering it, she could hear the worry in Matteo's voice. "Raegan, can you come to the hospital?" That Mitchel hadn't responded to her call made Raegan wonder if he truly wanted to see her.

While she hesitated, Matteo's next words caught her off guard. "Mr. Dixon

is coughing up blood."