“Her name was Jimena," Stefan began, his voice tinged with frustration. "She worked as a private doctor for the Glyn family and took on additional private assignments."

Obviously, it appeared Jimena's motivations leaned toward profit, charging exorbitant fees for her services.

“Wait, the Glyn family?" The mention sparked Raegan's interest, and she leaned in. “Do you mean Davey Glyn, Katie's uncle from our wedding?"

Stefan nodded solemnly. “Yes, that's the one. Davey Glyn.”

A shiver ran down Raegan's spine as she recalled the unsettling encounter with Davey at the wedding. His piercing gaze seemed to pierce through her, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable. Her initial concern centered on whether her mother's disappearance was linked to this enigmatic Davey.

Stefan harbored similar suspicions. But while Davey was a plausible suspect, the lack of concrete evidence regarding Casey's existence around him left room for doubt.

There were some speculations about Davey's personal life that swirled around Aurora, but one thing was certain. He kept his private affairs well-guarded. He wasn't linked with any female companionship, either at home or elsewhere.

Whispers insinuated Davey's indifference toward women, hinting at an alternative inclination toward men.

Truly to say, it was an anomaly in Aurora's patriarchal society.

Yet, Davey remained impervious to such gossip, disregarding conjectures regarding his sexual preferences. Women who dared approach him were met with a frosty reception, dissuading any further attempts.

Yet, amidst the rumors, another theory emerged. It said Davey's reluctance to pursue relationships stemmed not from disinterest, but from a lingering attachment to a woman of his past, a haunting presence that kept him from seeking companionship or marriage for years on end.

Stefan leaned in with a low but serious voice. "I'll dig into this. Davey's a strange one. Raegan, you steer clear of him, got it? No private chats."

Raegan nodded with a soft, "I understand."

With children on the way, Raegan wasn't about to go chasing after trouble. Just the thought of Davey sent shivers down her spine, a feeling she'd rather do without.

If there was any truth to Davey being involved in her mother's disappearance, she trusted Erick to uncover it. Confronting Davey herself would only muddy the waters for Erick.

Raegan wasn't foolish enough to risk it. If Davey was tied to her mother's vanishing act, reaching out to him could mean walking straight into a trap. It would only sabotage Casey's chance at rescue, and make Erick's job that much harder.

Raegan grasped these stakes keenly even without Stefan needing to spell them out.

After dinner, she lingered by Erick's bedside, his form still and silent under the weight of anesthesia.

As the hour grew late, Stefan gently prodded her to retire for the night.

It was only after a while that Raegan reluctantly relented. After all, she knew all too well that rest was paramount for expectant mothers.