"When the door opens, call the butler downstairs and distract him. Make sure he doesn't inspect me. That's all I ask."

"Understood."

Jimena pressed the bell, signaling her readiness to depart.

Davey, ever suspicious, had instituted rigorous protocols at his estate, demanding checks both upon entry and exit, all to prevent smuggling.

Previously, a minor transgression involving some medicine concealed within an acupuncture kit had gone undetected, thanks to its insignificance.

Now, with the high-stakes game of the necklace, Jimena couldn't afford any slip-ups. She had meticulously prepared, wearing an anti-detection bra designed to thwart any scanner, an ingenious countermeasure she'd devised after missing a previous chance with the necklace.

Though equipped to evade detection, bypassing the check altogether was her preferred option.

As the butler swung the door open, Jimena offered him a shy, yet grateful smile. "Thank you."

Jimena possessed a disarmingly sweet charm, a quality that effortlessly disarmed those around her. Her unassuming appearance only accentuated this effect.

Casey felt as though she had just awoken from a dream, bewildered by the stark contrast between the Jimena she had envisioned and the one standing before her now, seemingly influenced by some spell.

Even the butler found himself drawn to the unpretentious Jimena.

Unlike others who attempted to sway him with money or extravagant gifts, useless to a man in his position, it was her small, genuine tokens of appreciation that resonated deeply. Sincerity, he believed, was truly priceless.

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 Casey's 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 Jimena's 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 Casey's voice.

With practiced ease, Jimena slipped away unnoticed, bypassing the security gate without a second glance.

Once outside, Jimena slipped into the Glyn family's car and directed the driver to head to the clinic.