Jaylen was currently having difficulty.

He grappled with his options, but the threat Isaac held over his child left him with no choice.

"Allow me to see my baby first," Jaylen bargained, seeking a compromise.

Isaac outright refused, crushing Jaylen's hopes.

"That's impossible."

Jaylen found himself at a loss for words, trapped in an agonizing dilemma.

"I thought I executed my plan flawlessly. How did I end up losing to you once again?" His discontent was palpable, an unwillingness to accept his defeat.

Why did things turn out this way?

"Why waste time with pointless words? Hand over the baby!" Alick interjected, unable to tolerate the situation any longer.

Jaylen let out a heavy sigh.

“The child was born prematurely. I placed him in an incubator, and he hasn't been discharged yet. If you want to have your baby, you'll have to come with me. But I also demand to see my child. Without that assurance, I won't divulge anything, even if it costs me my life! You may have taken my child, but don't forget, your child is under my control too!"

Inside the room, Camila had overheard every word of the conversation.

She gazed at the baby in her arms and opened the door, stepping into the tense atmosphere.

Upon seeing Camila, Jaylen furrowed his brow.

“You're here too."

Camila's face remained expressionless, her silence speaking volumes as she cast him a cold glance.

Jaylen understood Camila's resentment towards him.

But he harbored his own disdain for her as well.

"After all, we're not even friends."

With those words, he walked away. At the doorway, he turned to face Camila.