Her face turned cold immediately.

"I just want to know what happened. Why were you so upset? Had Jaylen done something wrong in the hospital?"

"Enough!" she retorted, her voice icy as she clenched her fists.

"Come with me."

Harland, thinking Camila had something important to share, followed her.

She led him into the lab, and unexpectedly, she reached for the scalpel and swung around to press it against Harland's neck. Her tone was icy. “Didn't I tell you not to approach me again? Or did you think I was bluffing?"

Harland was startled, his eyes bulging in fear.

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He stuttered, "Calm... Just calm down, 0... Okay?"

"Calm down?" she echoed, her anger boiling over. "Get out!"

Harland nodded earnestly. “Okay. I'll leave. If I could get in touch with Jaylen, I wouldn't..."

When Camila heard him mention Jaylen, she became instantly furious.

She couldn't contain her anger in that moment.

She treated Harland as if he were Jaylen and slashed his neck with the scalpel.

Harland let out a cry of pain as blood gushed from his wound.

Only then did Camila realize her mistake.

The man before her wasn't Jaylen. Regaining her senses, she approached Harland to inspect his injury.

Harland was petrified and tried to retreat.

“Do you wish to die?" she queried.

Camila's change in behavior had frightened Harland, who was covering his wound on his neck in fear.