At that same moment, Camila slouched in the passenger seat of the car.

After the surgery, she was nearly totally worn out.

Recently, she'd been feeling weak.

“Will Wynter know you rescued Aldrin?"

"Never!!" Isaac's face darkened.

"She would have died if we hadn't found the medicine to cure Joe!"

Camila swung her head around to face him, stretched out, and took his hand.

"The medicine for Joe is already in the trial stage. We can use it to heal him if there are no side effects."

Isaac's gaze shifted, and he pulled over.

"Why did you stop?"

Once Camila was done talking, she found herself in a bear hug.

Isaac embraced her warmly.

Camila was taken aback at first. A comforting breath entered her nostrils, and her body became languid and weak.

She gently said, “Everything will be as it should be."

The child would be located, and Joe would be alright.

She believed, strongly!

Isaac gently stroked her face. He hadn't felt such reassurance since the moment of his birth.

The lady had endured greater hardships than he had.

He fixed his eyes on Camila.

This young lady was just over twenty.