With Stefan keeping vigil over Erick, Raegan found solace in the knowledge that all was as it should be.

Back in her chamber, sleep eluded her. She reached for her phone, intending to drown out her thoughts with the soothing hum of audiobooks.

In her haste, she clicked something else, stumbling upon a news app instead. The news that greeted her spoke of the elusive CEO of the Dixon Group, Mitchel Dixon, absent from the public eye for days.

Reports surfaced of his clandestine visit to a rehabilitation center, sparking speculation about the state of his empire.

The Dixon Group swiftly issued a statement clarifying that Mitchel sought medical attention for sleep-related issues.

In their declaration, they emphasized the steady stewardship of CEO Mitchel Dixon and Acting Vice President Hector Dixon, ensuring the company's seamless operations. The media was implored to refrain from gossip and redirect their focus to the company's productivity rather than Mitchel's private matters.

In a news clip, a glimpse of Mitchel in the hospital flashed by.

Even from the media's lens, his weight loss was starkly apparent. His jawline seemed more chiseled than ever, though his complexion remained pallid.

Yet, the fact that he was actively seeking rehabilitation brought relief to Raegan. She would've been haunted for a lifetime if his leg condition hadn't improved.

After donning her attire, Casey turned around as Davey entered her room, clad in a dark red velvet suit that accentuated his refined demeanor.

Unlike his usual icy and brooding countenance, a gentle smile graced his face, hinting at a favorable mood.

Upon arrival, Davey noticed Casey adorned in a high-neck sweater, a fur coat, and a pink diamond necklace adorning her neck.

A smile tugged at his lips as he approached, eyeing the necklace.

“Why Leave the blue diamond necklace behind?"

Casey retorted, "It doesn't quite match my outfit today."

Indeed, her plum coat clashed with the blue sapphire. The pairing would've been gauche.

She twirled around excitedly. "Don't I look lovely today? Thought I'd dress up, given our rare outings."

Her words carried a subtle undercurrent of disappointment.

Davey's smile remained enigmatic as he replied, “You look stunning. Your choice of attire is always exquisite to me."

“Then let's go," Casey declared, linking her arm through Davey's unexpectedly. She was undeniably in a good mood.