Thinking that he might have uncovered the reason behind Aldrin's bankruptcy, she answered the call in French, saying, "Hi."

“This is Jaylen," he responded.

He was obvious unaware that Camila was being surveilled.

Puzzled by her choice of language, he wondered why she wasn't speaking English.

"I know it's you," Camila replied, keeping up the French conversation.

It wasn't until then that he realized the potential inconvenience and suggested, "My people just sent me a message about Aldrin going bankrupt... It's a complicated situation. Let's discuss it face to face."

Upon taking a quick glance at the time and about to respond, Camila's attention was abruptly diverted as the bathroom door swung open.

She Looked over. Just then...

Camila was stunned.

Isaac's body still glistened with water droplets, his lower half wrapped in a bath towel, but his exposed skin was now covered with angry red rashes.

"What on earth happened?" she exclaimed, her surprise evident.

"I should be asking you the same question. What kind of herb did you mix into that bathwater?" Isaac's brows furrowed as he scratched at the relentless itchiness.

"I have to take care of something right now. I will get back to you later." She then ended the call.

Determined to get to the bottom of things, she swiftly entered the bathroom and inspected the contents of the bath.

To her astonishment, she found medicine known to cause severe allergic reactions on the skin.

But she hadn't added that medicine to the bathwater.

What the hell was going on?

Camila cautioned Isaac, "Try not to scratch it. Just wait here, I'll fetch some medication..."

Before she could leave, Isaac's grip tightened aggressively around her neck. His eyes radiated an icy coldness that sent shivers down her spine. "Did you do this deliberately?!" he hissed.

Struggling to breathe, Camila instinctively shielded her belly and managed to utter, “Mr. Johnston, I have no motive to harm you. There is nothing to gain for me in doing so. Please, believe me. There must be a misunderstanding."

Isaac remained unmoved.

His grip was now constricting her airway.

In turn, her face turned red from the lack of oxygen.

“Please... Give me a chance to prove my innocence," Camila gasped desperately.

A sudden knock on the door startled them both.