“You give us the information we want first “Well... Actually... I-don't know." In the end, it was Lilith who caved.

“Please, please get him out of the water! Quickly!"

But everyone remained still.

They all stared at her with cold, uncaring eyes

Lilith was going out of her mind.

She scrambled forward and fell to her knees. "I only said those things because I wanted to save Travis! The truth is that I don't even know if Camila is still alive."

She clasped her hands together and held them up. "Please, I'm begging you! Please save him!"

“Pull him out of the water," Isaac said in his usual aloof tone.

The men pulled Travis out in the nick of time. A moment longer, and his lungs would have been filled with water.

Lilith rushed over and tore the tape from his mouth. "Are you all right?"

Travis fell into a violent coughing fit, water coming out of his nose and mouth. He struggled to catch his breath, let alone speak

Lilith turned to Isaac with pleading eyes.

“Despite all the things he has done, he is still your cousin! Let him go, please. I promise you, I won't let him do anything against you again."

Isaac almost rolled his eyes. Since the woman knew nothing about Camila, he no Longer had any use for her.

“Alick, take her away."

Let Travis go?

Over his dead body!

While there was still a good chance that Camila was alive, it didn't change the fact that Travis had strapped a bomb to her and kidnapped Joe.

There was no way in hell that Isaac would let the bastard go, not when he had dared to lay his hand on Isaac's wife and son.

Lilith must be delusional.

"Wait!"

Just then, someone else appeared, calling out to Isaac.

And for some reason, this person's presence brought a smug expression to Lilith's face.

To her credit, Lilith had not dismissed the possibility that she might fail in her mission to save Travis.

Which was why, before coming here, she had gone to see Robin. In her mind, Robin was the family patriarch, and more importantly, the men's grandfather.