Camila didn't think too much about what he had said. After all, she was proud of who she was.

After that, the topic returned to Lilith. "I made her suffer this time around. I don't know what kind of trouble she'll stir up for me next."

“I'LL have Willie keep an eye on the other Johnston family members," Isaac said. His tone was light and calm, as though the people he was referring to were insignificant.

Knowing that she was powerless to help him, Camila said, “What I can do is to try and not cause you any trouble."

When it came to his work, there was really nothing she could do to help him.

"By the way, I have to go to the hospital," Camila said. She hadn't gone to the hospital to visit Aldrin. Knowing how Isaac felt about this, she said to him, "I know that you hate him because he fed Joe that medicine. So do I. But my father entrusted him to me, so I can't leave him alone."

Isaac didn't say anything about the matter. He just kept driving until they arrived at the hospital.

Once they were there, Camila told him, "I may need to stay here Longer. You can go back first." She knew that Isaac didn't want to see Aldrin.

And she was right. Isaac agreed and said, “I'll ask the driver to pick you up."

"Okay."

She stood on the step and watched Isaac drive away. Once he was gone, she turned around and walked into the hospital.

After calling Rowena, she found the exact ward where they were.

As soon as she opened the door, the first thing that she saw was Aldrin lying on the bed.

His face was still swollen, and his right eye was colored black and blue.

Both his arms and legs were wrapped in gauze.

Camila knew how Isaac liked to beat people. After all, she had been a victim of him in the past.

She walked towards the bed and asked, “Are you feeling any better?” Aldrin was already awake. When he saw Camila approach, he answered her question with a question of his own.

“Did you know about it?"

Camila felt a twitch in her heart. She knew Aldrin was asking whether she knew Isaac had sent people to beat him up.

"I didn't," she answered honestly.

Aldrin was in a bad condition. Anyone who had gone what he had gone through would be in the same situation as him.

After a while, Camila dragged a chair to the bedside and sat down.

“How's your injury? What did the doctor say?"

Instead of answering, Aldrin looked at her and shot her another question.

“If you had known, would you have stopped him?"