In this dark and frightening place, she wished that this was all just a dream and she would wake up at home where Joe, Rowena, and Isaac all stayed by her side.

At this moment, she thought that what she was experiencing was just a really long nightmare.

However, Little did she know that this was only the beginning.

The entire time, Camila was locked up Like this.

She had no water nor food, and occasionally, she could hear a baby's cry.

It was the anguish wail of a baby after being abused.

Every time she heard it, her body would instinctively shrink as her hand caressed her stomach.

Her worst fear was that something similar could happen to her own baby Camila had been locked up for such a long time she had already Lost track of time.

Right now, she didn't even know what day of the week it was.

She also couldn't see anything.

It was Like she existed in a world without either time or Light.

At first, she tried pounding on the door, but no one on the other side responded. All she got was the hollow reverberation of the metal door echoing across the empty hallway.

After a while, she realized that banging on the door was an exercise in futility. So, with nothing else to do, she just sat there and sulked in silence.

After all, she needed to save her energy.

She was thirsty, and her stomach grumbled

Her eyes were itching to see any semblance of light.

“Can anyone save me?" she muttered to herself as she cowered in the corner.

Her mind was no Longer functioning properly.

From time to time, she would even have hallucinations.

Whenever she heard that baby's distant cry, her entire body would shake in fear.

Meanwhile, in Dali, Isaac and Ferris met.

They were in a seven star hotel, whose building was the epitome of magnificence and Luxury. Despite its grand design, its facade blended perfectly with the Local aesthetic. Upon entering the hotel, the first thing that one would see would be the multiple crystal lamps, each adorned with national characteristics mixed with various elements. It gave whoever entered it the impression that they were in a palace.

On the other hand, the hotel's exterior had a modern and unique flourish.

As the owner of this world-famous hotel, Ferris was considered one of the richest billionaires in the world.

He wore a white robe, and his black hair glistened under the Light. His fuzzy beard complemented his deep eyes. With a cigar in his mouth, he was lazily Leaning against the red Leather sofa