The sheer terror of feeling subjugated was horrifying.

Her body trembled in fear.

She was so terrified that she could barely register the pain on her face.

Scrambling towards Isaac's feet, she clutched his pants, attempting to remove the gag from her mouth to plead her case, but was violently shoved away!

Her body collided with the wall.

A loud noise echoed.

She felt as if her spine would snap.

She instinctively shielded her stomach with her hands, letting out a painful moan.

Isaac sauntered over.

Through her tousled hair, Wynter gazed up at him.

Isaac instructed someone to ungag her.

“Isaac, how... How dare you treat me so savagely? Don't you want your son's life?" Wynter quickly voiced out, knowing what mattered most to Isaac.

Isaac studied her as one would a corpse.

Wynter was baffled.

She was convinced that Isaac had no cure.

"Kill me and your son will perish with me, as will Aldrin." Wynter attempted to leverage their lives against Isaac.

But to her surprise, two familiar figures emerged.

It was the men she had paid to guard Aldrin.

Their presence here implied that Isaac had located Aldrin.

In a state of alarm, Wynter blurted, "Even without Aldrin, your son..."