“If you take away the property from my son, I won't Let you go either!" Trudy argued.

"Mom..." Aldrin begged his mother to stop. His father had just died. And yet they were fighting over his property. How could the deceased rest in peace?

“Aldrin, Listen to me. Don't let your father deceive you. I am your true family, not her!" Trudy sternly said. His son always defended Camila, and it irked her.

In her mind, this was all Marvin's fault. He had fed their son lies and wrong ideas.

Camila was merely Aldrin's half-sister. How could she treat him with sincerity?

Furthermore, given her conflict with Trudy, there was no possibility for Aldrin and Camila to form a close family bond.

They still had a conflict over the Legacy. Trudy would never allow his son to get close to Camila.

“Trudy, my parents haven't divorced yet, and my mother and I are the primary heirs. Even if you rack your brains to get that money, you won't get a penny as long as I'm alive.”

A trace of panic flashed through Trudy's eyes, but it quickly dissipated.

“Your father made a will which stated that all his property will be inherited by Aldrin when he died."

Although Camila's blood was boiling with rage, she did not want to argue with Trudy, especially in front of her father's body. She leaned over to Isaac and whispered, "Let's leave."

She had put on a brave face in front of everyone. It was not until she walked out of the hospital that she let her guard down.

Isaac put his arms around her and comfortingly said, "Let's go home."

Camila nodded in response.

The two of them arrived at the villa not long after. The moment they walked through the door, Camila saw Laura in the Living room waiting for them.

Laura had heard Camila go out in the middle of the night. Then, she learned from Glenda that something had happened to Camila's father. Restless, she waited the whole night for Camila's return.

When she saw Camila with Isaac, she immediately asked with concern, “Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Camila assured in a low and hoarse voice.

Glenda did not sleep either, concerned about Camila.

"It's late. You should go back to bed." Camila went upstairs, and so did Isaac.

After entering the room, she curled up on the bed and he approached her from behind. As his body pressed against hers, he wrapped her in his warm embrace, comforting her.

It was a sleepless night for Camila, which resulted in her eyes being red and tired. Despite not sleeping a wink, she got up when morning arrived.

Knowing Isaac did not sleep until dawn, Camila did not wake him up.

At this moment, she went to the balcony and dialed Rowena's number. As it was early in the morning, it took a while before her mother answered her call.

“Hello...” Rowena said in a hoarse voice.