Suppressing his murderous intent, Isaac gradually released his grip.

“You better not have pulled anything sinister. Otherwise, I'll ensure you have nowhere to hide!"

Camila took in deep breaths, trying to regain her composure, and responded calmly, “If I wanted to harm you, not only would you be covered in rashes, but you'd already be six feet under!"

As she spoke those words, an air of unwavering confidence surrounded her.

Isaac narrowed his eyes.

This ugly woman really had some balls!

The knock came once again, this time with some urgency.

Isaac went to open the door.

It was Jaylen.

Having overheard Isaac's voice during the phone call, Jaylen was certain that Camila was with him.

He had to intervene, to ensure they weren't left alone.

His gaze swept the room as soon as the door swung open.

Sure enough, Camila was there.

“Isaac, have you truly given up on yourself to such a significant degree? You must be crazy to see something in such an ugly woman!"

The door slammed shut from inside.

It narrowly missed Jaylen's face; by a hair's breadth!

He stood frozen in disbelief for a moment before regaining his composure and pounding on the door in a frenzy.

“Isaac, open the door at once!"

His insistent pounding mirrored his frantic state of mind, unwilling to let Camila and Isaac be left alone.

Regardless of Camila’s appearance now, she was still Camila!

What if Isaac found out?

Suddenly, the door opened again.

A person emerged, but it was not Isaac-it was Camila.

Jaylen hastily donned a forced smile, poised to speak.

But he was met with a piercing glare from Camila.