Coralie instructed her colleague to Lift Camila up, then turned to the waiter. "They will take her to the hospital."

When they exited the restaurant, Camila's colleague asked, "Coralie, where are we going?"

“Let's leave this place for now. Faymoor has arranged a helicopter to pick us up."

Her colleague nodded in compliance.

After all, they were all tied to Faymoor.

There, their interests reigned supreme.

On the other side.

Isaac summoned Forrest to the company.

He had devised a plan to find Laura. He realized that to find her, they first needed to track down Divya.

“For what purpose have you summoned me here?" Forrest questioned, his tone laden with displeasure.

He was still harboring resentment from their previous unpleasant encounter.

Isaac regarded him coldly, his gaze piercing. "Do you think I would willingly involve myself in your affairs if Mila didn't ask me to?"

With a hint of insecurity, Forrest inquired, “What have I done wrong?”

“Mila has requested my assistance in investigating Laura's situation. We suspect that Divya might be involved...

"It can't be Divya. She is the victim," Forrest interjected, cutting off Isaac's words.

Isaac regarded Forrest with a gaze that seemed to question his intelligence.

His patience wore thin.

Alick interjected, "We won't know the truth until we put it to the test!"

“How are we going to do that?" asked Forrest.

“That's up to me," Alick declared.

Pulling out his phone, Alick composed a message and sent it to Divya.

The message read: “You were the one who hung that banner at your wedding. And I have proof of it."

Forrest stared at the text and muttered, “It's her own wedding. Why would she do such a thing?"

Needless to say, he didn't believe it.

Alick didn't offer to explain any further.