They had also halted the surveillance footage, programming it to replay every ten minutes, a measure that wouldnt arouse suspicion unless Davey scrutinized the surveillance screen extensively.
To prevent Davey from having any opportunity to review the surveillance, Raegan approached him.
Mr. Glyn. Approaching with an empty wine glass, Raegan expressed her gratitude in a courteous tone, Thanks a lot for joining us for the babies celebration.
Davey responded with a gracious nod, Miss Foster, youre too kind.
Raegan, noticing his empty hands, gestured to a servant with a pretense of annoyance. Whats going on? Why hasnt Mr. Glyn been served any wine?
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Apologies streamed from the servant as he swiftly poured a glass for Davey, who made no move to take it. The servant stood, holding the glass aloft.
A nod from Davey prompted the servant to place the glass on a nearby surface.
Once the servant had placed the glass down, Raegan directed, Refill it, please.
The servant refilled Raegans glass, and she raised it toward Davey, saying, Heres to you, Mr. Glyn.
As if showcasing the safety of the drink, she downed it in one gulp.
As she finished, Raegans heart raced. The wine had been laced with a substance inducing sleep for hours. Having preemptively taken an antidote, she could prove they shared the same bottle, a ploy to lower Daveys guard.
Dealing with someone as shrewd as Davey, mere conversation posed risks, rendering him immobile was the safest recourse.
Yet, even after Raegan emptied her glass, Davey showed no inclination to sip from his.
Raegan motioned for a refill, subtly hinting. Another toast, Mr. Glyn.
Both being from Ambrosia, Davey would grasp the significance of a double toast as the pinnacle of respect.
Davey, as an elder, couldnt outright decline a toast without repercussions since refusal would tarnish his reputation. Slowly, he raised his glass, a smile barely reaching his eyes.
Just as Davey was poised to drink, he abruptly set the glass down, remarking, I just recalled,
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Ive taken medication as prescribed by my doctor, rendering me unable to consume alcohol or anything else for three hours.
With firm resolve, he placed the glass down on the table.
Though infuriated, Raegan found his excuse plausible, leaving her no grounds for objection.
So, plan A had failed conspicuously. It was time for Plan B.
As Davey prepared to depart, Raegan hastily interjected, Mr. Glyn, Ive heard of your expertise in cross-border trade, and as youre aware, my family delves into international shipping. I have a few pertinent inquiries if youd spare a moment?
Davey paused, nodding gently. Please, proceed.
Raegan delved into a series of intricate inquiries regarding international trade, steering clear of the elementary queries that might raise eyebrows and ensuring her questions didnt betray her intentions.
Davey remained patient, responding with impeccable logic.