From her wheelchair, Casey managed to stand up just enough to grasp Raegan and cling to her.

Tears immediately welled up in Raegan's eyes. After years apart, she was finally reunited with her mother.

Clinging tightly to one another, they ignored the surrounding chaos.

Other servants hesitated to intervene, seeing their colleague injured and considering Casey's frantic actions. Additionally, they were under strict orders from Davey that Casey was not to be harmed. Any harm coming to Casey would surely lead to severe repercussions for them.

Just then, Davey, alerted to the disturbance, rushed to the scene. He paused at the doorway, witnessing the poignant reunion of mother and daughter, their tears flowing freely.

His commanding presence momentarily faltered, and he came to a stop.

Casey's reactions were a mix of tears and laughter, her emotions more complex than before. It was indeed possible for Raegan to heal her.

A nearby servant cautiously approached, explaining, "Sir, madam was aggressively hitting the door with a chair. We feared intervening might harm her, so we held back."

The explanation seemed justifiable.

Davey dismissed the servant with a wave of his hand. "Leave."

The servant left, relieved to have dodged a difficult situation.

Once the tears subsided, Raegan turned to Davey. “Don't you want me to heal my mom? If so, I need some time alone with her."

Davey watched Raegan, considering the feasibility of her suggestion.

Raegan implored, “I want my mom to recover as much as you do. Please, let me try."

Davey scrutinized Raegan for a moment, gauging her sincerity. Finally, he agreed. “Okay. You have half an hour."

Despite his words, Davey remained in place, showing no sign of leaving.

Raegan pondered how to persuade him to leave.

Seizing a moment of Davey's distraction, Raegan subtly pinched Casey's back.

Casey hissed, which immediately captured Davey's attention.

"Casey, what's the matter?" Davey's steps hastened as he approached, anxious to discern Casey's distress.