The driver immediately started the car before asking curiously, “We're going to the hospital again?"

Camila explained, “I've got something to do there. Please, we have to go now. I don't want to be late."

"Yes, ma'am," the driver said.

At nine twenty-five, Camila arrived at the hospital's research center hall.

However, there was not a single person in there.

She rechecked the invitation's address out of confusion. Her brows furrowed. She was in the right place.

So, how come there was no one inside?

Camila pulled out her phone to call Aldrin.

All of a sudden, she became aware of a faint medicinal odor in the air. Because of the lingering scent of disinfectant that permeated the entire hospital, she failed to recognize what kind of medicine it was at first. Then, the strength started leaving her body. Only then did she realize what it was.

Had she been tricked?

“Shit.”

Camila was about to dial the driver's number when a hand covered her mouth.

She tilted her head and saw Aldrin.

Her eyes widened in shock.

“Aldrin, why?"

"I won't hurt you, Camila. You're the only family I have now that my mother is dead. I just really can't forgive Isaac."

At the moment, Aldrin was not as innocent in Camila's eyes as he had been.

This was the first time she had ever seen him so collected and grown up.

“I already told you he had no reason to.

"He had," Aldrin interrupted. "He knows that my mother used to torment you and your mother, so he killed her to avenge you."

Camila retorted, "He doesn't know anything about the feud between your mother and me. Who told you that he does?"

“That's not important. Don't worry. I won't hurt you." “Aldril

Before Camila could explain more, something struck the back of her head, causing her vision to blur before she passed out.

Aldrin had a few people lift her up on a stretcher.

Once Camila was inside the vehicle, he closed the door and turned to the person standing under the tree with her back to him.