Chapter 1017

Chapter 1017:

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He frowned, a rare hint of emotion.

Meanwhile, Mitchel came out, resplendent in a new suit, and leaning on an elegant black cane, he stood in a corner, watching everything in silence.

Mitchel saw Raegan and Stefan, arms linked, beaming as they raised their glasses in a joyful toast to the reunion. He also saw Raegan leaning on Stefan, in a familiar pose reminiscent of the way she used to lean on him.

Before, Mitchel had always looked at Stefan and the Clifford family with disdain, but now he couldn't help but feel a pang of envy towards Stefan.

After Raegan and the others left, Mitchel noticed Davey, who was still there in his bright red velvet suit, his eyes lingering on Raegan and Bryce as they walked away, his gaze distant and lost in thought.

Mitchel didn't know Davey. Despite the family connection to the Glyns, Davey's interactions with the Glyns in Berton had been limited and superficial.

Learning that Davey was Katie's uncle, Mitchel's gaze lingered on him for a moment.

After chatting with Bryce for a while, Raegan still seemed uneasy.

Bryce excused himself thoughtfully, giving him a break.

Raegan was really unwell, because she wouldn't have let Bryce leave so soon if she was feeling like her usual self.

Bryce smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. Raegan, rest first. I will stay in the city for a few more days, and Stefan has already prepared accommodation for me. “We can catch up outside when you feel better.”

Bryce appreciated Stefan's arrangement.

Stefan smiled warmly. "Make yourself at home, and don't hesitate to let me know if there's anything you need or if something goes wrong."

"Great. “I’ll get in touch as soon as I feel better,” Raegan said.

Once alone with Stefan, Raegan's composure collapsed and she let out a sigh of relief, her tense arms relaxing ever so slightly.

“Raegan, what just happened?” Stefan asked, his voice worried.

“I…” Raegan’s voice faltered, her words stuck in her throat as her arms continued to tremble, revealing the depth of her anguish.

Stefan grabbed a blanket and wrapped it gently around his shoulders, speaking softly. "Don't worry. I'll go find your brother. Whatever it is, you can...

He paused, seeming to realize his mistake, and cleared his throat.

"We will all help you get through it."

Raegan nodded, opening her mouth to respond, but before she could speak, Erick had already entered the room.

“Raegan!” Erick stepped forward, concern etched on his face. «Stefan told me that you are not feeling well. What's up, Raegan? Do you need a doctor?

Raegan shook her head, a slight smile on her lips. "No, it's not that kind of problem."

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