Would Laura be taken by Forrest?

Isaac threw him a dispassionate glance. "For Camila's sake, I won't just sit back and watch."

“Thank you, brother-in-law," Aldrin replied, his voice dripping with gratitude.

Isaac found it pleasing when Aldrin addressed him in this manner.

They had arrived at their residence by now.

Camila and Aldrin stepped out of the car.

Isaac reassured them, especially focusing on Camila, “I'll manage this. There's no need to worry."

Camila nodded in response.

As Isaac was about to leave, Camila reminded him, “Take care."

"Alright," Isaac responded before driving away.

Aldrin's spirits were greatly uplifted, but he still felt tense.

Camila urged him to relax a bit, saying, "Don't be afraid. I know you didn't do it on purpose."

“Camila.” Aldrin grasped her arm tightly, admitting, "I saw so much blood when we drove past..."

“Don't think about it anymore," Camila softly advised him.

Aldrin stared at her intently, questioning, “Aren't you scared at all?"

She was too composed.

Her calmness made him wonder if she was heartless.

As a man, he was haunted by the horrific sight he had witnessed.

“Why should I be frightened?" Camila patted him on the shoulder, comforting, “Don't think about it anymore."

Aldrin rubbed his forehead. How could he forget what kind of job Camila was doing?