Over and through, she mulled over possible solutions.

In the end, though, she came up empty-handed.

The door was locked, and the room was secure.

She was at her wits' end.

Isaac said he would make her pay for what she had done.

True to his word, he did what he said he would do.

Before now, she only fell asleep for a while

Then, she woke up to find the door locked.

“Glenda, I'm fine. Try to calm down."

Suddenly, Glenda heard noises from the first floor.

She hastily made her way downstairs

Isaac had returned.

Glenda said, "Mrs. Johnston said she was hungry..."

“Let her starve." Isaac looked up to the upper Level before adding, "I have to go on a business trip. Don't you dare feed her behind my bade

Glenda opened her mouth to say something.

Isaac, however, gave her a warning look.

Frightened, Glenda dropped her head and remained silent.

Isaac did not return for the next three days.

Camila had lost all of her strength after being confined for three days.

On the bed, she lay as though dying. Her face was wan. She felt dizzy, and her lips were dry and pallid.

For all she knew, she could have been suffering from hypoglycaemia right now. Later on, she might experience other symptoms.

If that happened, who would save her?

As her hopelessness grew, Camila's hatred toward Isaac increased.

That man really wanted her dead, didn't he?

She was starting to feel desperate when she suddenly thought of Forrest.