Stefan's thoughtfulness made Raegan feel slightly overwhelmed. Yet, she fumbled for the right words to say, assuming she had overthought things, as both Stefan and Erick had advised her not to worry too much.

“Thank you, Stefan," Raegan whispered gently.

"Don't be so formal with me," Stefan replied.

Stefan's expression was tender, his eyes gleaming with happiness as he Looked at Raegan.

Meanwhile, a black SUV was leaving the park.

The sound of the engine starting was quite loud, making Raegan instinctively turn her head to look, but the dark tint on the windows blocked her view. Yet, she couldn't rid herself of the nagging sensation that something wasn't quite right, as if a set of eyes had been observing her.

“Raegan?" Stefan called out twice to recapture her attention.

“\ihat?" Raegan responded.

Stefan smiled. “What were you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

The air was getting colder, and Raegan rubbed her arms. “Stefan, let's head back."

In Raegan's eyes, Stefan was like a big brother. She addressed him as naturally as she would her brother. Thus, the word "let's" came out effortlessly.

A soft smile appeared in Stefan's eyes as he gently suggested, “Okay, let's go home.”

In the black SUV, Mitchel's handsome face was expressionless, as cold as ice.

The driver in the front seat sensed the cold atmosphere and cautiously asked, "Mr. Dixon, where to now?"

"Back to the hotel," Mitchel replied curtly.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the day of tension was over.

The driver had been working for Mitchel for a week. His assignment was to specifically monitor the entrance of the Clifford family's manor from morning to evening, with someone else taking over at night.

Today, they had ventured out, tailing Stefan's car to the park for a walk.

The driver was puzzled over why Mitchel insisted on watching the young couple's romance, yet appeared so irritated by it. Why bother to follow them in the first place?