Camila Looked in the direction of the study. The door was closed, so she knew that she couldn't disturb him now.

In the study, Alick was standing in front of Isaac's desk.

He looked like a child caught doing something wrong. With a lowered head, he whispered, "I didn't do it well this time."

Isaac didn't say anything for a while. Then he looked up at Alick and asked in a low and cold voice, "He's not dead?"

Alick gulped quietly and answered, “He's not. The driver died instead." “Deal with it properly. Compensate the driver's family."