Jimena had immersed herself in the world of the affluent. She had recognized by now that to those accustomed to wealth, heartfelt intentions spoke louder than any amount of money.
Noticing Caseys hesitation, Jimena subtly emitted a soft, pained sound, a gentle nudge to remind Casey of their plan.
Meanwhile, the butler meticulously manned the security at the estate, deploying detection devices with a vigilance that bordered on paranoia. Every guest was subject to a rigorous double-check, a technological scan followed by a manual search.
Are you alright, Jimena? the butler inquired, his voice laced with genuine concern.
Realizing it was her cue, Casey knew she had to act swiftly to ensure Jimenas escape. Aldwin, could you come here for a moment?
Distracted, the butler set aside the detector and descended the stairs, his footsteps echoing the urgency of Caseys voice.
With practiced ease, Jimena slipped away unnoticed, bypassing the security gate without a second glance.
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Once outside, Jimena slipped into the Glyn familys car and directed the driver to head to the clinic.
As the vehicle pulled away, a thrill surged through Jimena, barely contained within the confines of the moving car. If only she werent still so exposed, she would have reveled in the victory of securing the necklace, a treasure now tantalizingly close, yet still just out of reach.
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In the car, Jimena couldnt contain her gleeful smile, even with her eyes closed. It was as if every joyful thought shed ever had was bursting out at once. This bubbling excitement didnt escape the notice of the man seated in the shadowy vehicle beside her.
Davey, who had just returned home, found himself alone in the car after the driver departed, granting him a moment of reprieve to rest his weary eyes.
To any casual observer, the car might have seemed deserted.
But just as Davey was about to step out, he caught sight of Jimena slipping into the car, her features contorted with a greedy, covetous grin.
Jimena was usually so demure, never letting a smile escape her lips, especially not in his manor. But here she was, barely at the gates, grinning like a cat with a bowl of cream.
Davey was a shrewd judge of character, and he could tell at a glance that this was no ordinary smile. It was a smile fueled by something darker, something more sinister than simple happiness. It was a stark contrast to the typically reserved expression of the family doctor.
Watching the car disappear from view, Davey made a call. Follow Jimenas vehicle and report back to me.
It had been a long day for Davey, dealing with various matters that had left him in a foul mood.
On top of that, hed received a report about an incident at one of his overseas properties.
According to the guards, the culprit had been nothing more than a drunken vagrant who, upon stumbling one of his lavish manors, had attempted to gain entry through a window in search of shelter. Once inside, he had roamed around, marveling at the opulence surrounding him.
Upon discovery, the guards shown the drunken vagrant no mercy. They dealt with him swiftly, without alerting the authorities, as per Daveys instructions. They gave the drunken vagrant a good beating and tossed him into the river, leaving no trace of his intrusion.
It was difficult for the guards to ascertain the drunken vagrants true intentions. On the surface, it appeared to be a straightforward case of drunkenness and vagrancy. Multiple eyewitnesses even corroborated that he was getting drunk at the park.
However, Davey couldnt shake the feeling that there was more to this incident than met the eye. Something about the drunken vagrants actions didnt quite add up.
Plus, how could a mere drunken vagrant truly outmaneuver six of his carefully selected, highly trained elite guards? And not only breach the perimeter but wander about unchecked for who knew how long?
Davey pondered, his brow furrowed in contemplation. Those guards were his handpicked finest, meticulously chosen for their skills and loyalty. Was this drunken vagrant truly what he seemed, or was there more to him than met the eye?