At that moment, Casey couldn't help but admire Jimena's resilience, recognizing that only someone like her could endure the clutches of a madman like Davey.

As Davey exited the house and entered his car, the assistant presented him with a piece of roughly stitched embroidery.

The assistant relayed, “Dr. Hinks didn't appear to intend to send this out. Instead, she simply discarded it into a trash can."

Davey gazed at the crude embroidery in silence, though the throbbing veins on his forehead betrayed his simmering rage. A cold chuckle escaped him. It appeared that nothing occurred without meticulous calculation.

Jimena had already returned home and discarded the embroidered handkerchief Casey tasked her to deliver to Raegan.

Her intention to aid Casey was nonexistent from the outset. She had already achieved her objectives and wasn't willing to jeopardize herself for such a perilous undertaking. She intended to inform Casey that she had dispatched it, but whether it reached its intended recipient remained uncertain to her.

Additionally, with numerous servants in the Clifford household and an atmosphere of chaos prevailing, verification of such matters was impractical. She remained unverifiable in her assertions. This strategy ensured that if Casey managed to escape, she could profit twice over.

Even if Casey remained captive, Jimena possessed the blue diamond necklace, a necklace valued at hundreds of millions. Should she choose to sell it, she could potentially fetch fifty million, eighty million, or even a hundred million.

High-quality items like this necklace typically appreciated over time, further enhancing their desirability to collectors.

However, before parting with it, Jimena intended to relish wearing it herself for a period, luxuriating in the fantasies of a wealthy young woman.

She slipped into a champagne-colored gown pilfered from the wardrobe of a wealthy woman, finding it a perfect match for the necklace.

She spun gracefully before the mirror, dancing with increasing fervor.

The longer she admired herself, the more enamored she became with her appearance.

Pretending to embody high society felt remarkably effortless to her with this dazzling necklace. She carefully observed her reflection in the mirror, imitating Casey's refined gestures, and adopting the demeanor of a sophisticated lady herself.

The result was somewhat humorous, yet the allure of the necklace blinded her to any absurdity. She convinced herself that she truly embodied the essence of a wealthy young woman, even likening herself to Casey.

With this notion taking root, a cascade of similar thoughts followed.

However, her dreams were suddenly disrupted by a sequence of knocks at the door.

The knocks echoed with a steady, rhythmic cadence, lacking any sense of urgency.

Suspecting it might be a family member, Jimena hastily threw on a large coat, neglecting to remove her evening dress and the blue diamond necklace. She approached the door, partially concealing herself.

Upon opening it, she was met by a composed, scholarly-looking man.