Jaylen chuckled.

"If he's not mine, could he be yours? I wish he were yours, but would you bear a child for me..."

Before Jaylen could wrap up his sentence, he was struck by a heavy blow that pushed him backward. He stumbled and nearly fell over.

Coldly, he stared at Isaac and asked, “Are you upset?"

Isaac stood firm, his tall frame unyielding like a mountain. His anger was palpable.

"Do you have a death wish?"

Jaylen's smile didn't waver.

“Can you kill me? Will you dare to brawl with me in public?"

Quickly, Camila gripped Isaac's arm. Her worry was that in his anger, Isaac might unintentionally harm the baby in Jaylen's arms!

“Enough, Jaylen!" she cautioned.

Jaylen glanced at Camila meaningfully.

"I did warn you'd regret this."

Then he walked away.

Finally, the two of them regained their composure.

Such a confrontation would yield nothing

"We'll confirm whether the baby is ours through a DNA test." Camila turned to Isaac and asked, "Can you find a way to procure the baby's hair and blood sample?"

"Yes," Isaac responded softly.

He knew he needed to do it quickly.

He retrieved his phone and dialed Alick.

On the other end, Alick answered the call immediately.