Just then, Davey, alerted to the disturbance, rushed to the scene.
He paused at the doorway, witnessing the poignant reunion of mother and daughter, their tears flowing freely.
His commanding presence momentarily faltered, and he came to a stop.
Caseyâs reactions were a mix of tears and laughter, her emotions more complex than before.
It was indeed possible for Raegan to heal her.
A nearby servant cautiously approached, explaining, âSir, madam was aggressively hitting the door with a chair.
We feared intervening might harm her, so we held back.
â
The explanation seemed justifiable.
Davey dismissed the servant with a wave of his hand.
âLeave.
â
The servant left, relieved to have dodged a difficult situation.
Once the tears subsided, Raegan turned to Davey.
âDonât you want me to heal my mom? If so, I need some time alone with her.
â
Davey watched Raegan, considering the feasibility of her suggestion.
Raegan implored, âI want my mom to recover as much as you do.
Please, let me try.
â
Davey scrutinized Raegan for a moment, gauging her sincerity.
Finally, he agreed.
âOkay.
You have half an hour.
â
Despite his words, Davey remained in place, showing no sign of leaving.
Raegan pondered how to persuade him to leave.
Seizing a moment of Daveyâs distraction, Raegan subtly pinched Caseyâs back.
Casey hissed, which immediately captured Daveyâs attention.
âCasey, whatâs the matter?â Daveyâs steps hastened as he approached, anxious to discern Caseyâs distress.
To his astonishment, when Casey beheld him, she shrieked in terror before seeking refuge in Raeganâs embrace.
It was an inversion of their roles, with Casey assuming the childâs fearful stance.
Frowning, Raegan suggested, âMr.
Glyn, perhaps itâs best if you step out for now.
Your presence seems to unsettle her.
â
Though reluctant, Davey acquiesced upon witnessing Caseyâs tremors.
âRaegan, be cooperative, and youâll find no suffering,â Davey urged, his tone a blend of persuasion and menace, a subtle warning of dire consequences should Raegan attempt any tricks.
Raegan, maintaining her composure, offered Casey solace, murmuring soothing words as she gently patted her back, âMom, itâs Raeganâ¦â
Observing Caseyâs gradual calm, Davey opted to exit the room, leaving them to their reprieve.
Once the door clicked shut, Raegan, having assessed the room earlier this morning, breathed a sigh of relief knowing there were no prying cameras.
Perhaps Daveyâs relocation plans and the urgency of spiriting Casey away had led him to forgo surveillance in this particular space.
âMom, forgive me for hurting you,â Raegan whispered, her voice laden with regret as she gently examined Caseyâs back, relieved to find only a slight reddening.