The hour passed quickly. Her phone rang.

It was Willie calling.

She picked up the call at once.

"Why didn't you answer when I called?" she asked.

Willie glanced at Isaac, who was in the room with him, and lied. "Mr. Johnson was seeing a doctor. It wouldn't be right to answer a call."

They were, in fact, not in a hospital.

Isaac had paid a huge amount as a ransom for Alick. He had also given those people an important project pertaining to the company.

His phone had been muted, so he had not heard it ring.

However, they had resolved the issue and were now on their way to the hospital.

He was also looking for Darnley.

The bastard had gone into hiding like the coward he was.

"Really? Is there a diagnosis now? What did the doctor say?" Camila asked.

Willie didn't know what to say.

What answer could he possibly give?

“Let me have your phone," Isaac said.

"It's your wife, Mr. Johnson," Willie said, handing the phone to Isaac.

Isaac was well aware that it was Camilla on the phone.

"The doctor said I'm fine. There's nothing to worry about," Isaac said.

“You refused to let me go with you, yet you still don't want me calling to check up on you," Camila said.

"It's not like that," Isaac said as a flicker of shame sparked up within him.