Isaac's hand coiled around Jaylen's throat, the thought consuming his mind was simple.

That was to end Jaylen's life.

Gasping for air, Jaylen managed to utter, “If you kill me... I can assure you that... Camila's explicit photos and videos will circulate on adult websites. She'll be the object of many men's lust..."

This threat did nothing to dissuade Isaac, in fact, it only steeled his resolve. He applied more pressure, intent on snapping Jaylen's neck.

Jaylen's face grew redder as he struggled for air, tongue lolling out in distress.

Alick intervened desperately, "Mr. Johnston, please, calm down!"

Isaac was deaf to the world at this point, consumed by the desire to end Jaylen's life.

Simultaneously, Jaylen found himself in peril, gripped by the fear of death.

His instinct for survival compelled him to fight back.

Alick implored again, "The images and videos can't be disseminated.

Once they hit the web, they'll be virtually impossible to erase.

Think of the ramifications! Killing Jaylen now isn't the wisest decision!"

Isaac lifted his gaze, his eyes glowing with unspent anger.

Alick, despite his long-term partnership with Isaac, had never witnessed him in such a state of wrath.

He could perceive the severity of the situation, even without reading Isaac's email, because Jaylen's words were telling enough.

Suddenly, Isaac's grip loosened. Killing Jaylen now wasn't the strategic move.

Before dispatching him, he'd make him suffer.

Isaac pulled Jaylen up by the hair, allowing him to catch his breath.

Jaylen, drawing in ragged breaths, tried to threaten Isaac again.

“Even if you manage to kill me, do you think you can Live peacefully afterwards? I want to leave a permanent scar on your soul..."