But the disappointment still stung.

The thought of her child being tortured terrified her.

As a doctor, maintaining composure was crucial.

She gathered her wits swiftly.

She turned to Alick, instructing, "Return the baby to Jaylen."

If this child wasn't theirs, it didn't need to linger here.

"Does the baby belong to Jaylen then?" Alick queried.

Camila didn't do the test.

And there would be no point even if she had.

As she spoke, her eyes sought Isaac's, silently querying his thoughts.

He remained quiet.

His mind seemed busy with thought.

"Isaac," she called out.

Isaac snapped out of his reverie, whispering to Camila, “Head home.

I'll take care of things here."

Following a moment's pause, she didn't protest.

“Alright.”

“The driver is outside. Ask him to drive you home," he said.

Camila indicated the location of the baby and departed.

Once she was gone, Isaac beckoned Alick, instructing, "Find out where Jaylen and his wife were for the past two months. Determine if the baby is indeed theirs."