“Don't worry. I'll take care of it." It wasn't a big deal for Willie “Do it quickly," Alick said agitatedly.

Willie waved his hand at Alick, indicating he had nothing to worry about.

Once that was settled, Alick then returned to the hospital.

But Isaac wasn't in the operation room.

The corpse of Camila was still there though

He was confused.

Where was Isaac?

When he was about to look for Isaac, he saw him coming over from the other end of the corridor, only Isaac wasn't alone. There was a person with a suitcase following him down the corridor.

Who was that person?

Alick walked over quickly. "Mr. Johnston," he greeted. Isaac glanced at him and asked flatly, "Have you found a place yet?"

Alick nodded. "Yes, sir. We're just finalizing the sale. It should be ready in around a day or two."

Isaac grunted expressionlessly in response.

Alick Looked at the man behind Isaac. The man was dressed in a formal suit, and his skin was pale, as though he had never seen the sun before in his life. His face was gloomy, his expression serious.

“And he is...?" Alick asked, referring to the stranger Isaac was with. But Isaac didn't answer him.

Instead, he Led the man into the operating room.

Albeit dubious, Alick followed them in.

The man set the suitcase on the table and then opened it. He first pulled out a pair of rubber gloves and put them on. Then he lifted the cloth on the head of "Camila". When he saw her face, he frowned and said, “I'm afraid there's not much I can do for her face. It's been burnt beyond recognition. If she was still alive, we could've conducted a skin graft, but alas, she's dead. I can't even put makeup on her."

Isaac had found the best undertaker in the city. He was supposedly known for making the dead look alive. The undertaker was skilled in using makeup and other tricks to make a corpse look Lifelike.

ALL Isaac wanted him to do now was to give her body eternal beauty.

“I'm afraid she's been too badly damaged. There's not much I can do for her," the undertaker concluded.

Isaac's expression darkened, and a hint of disappointment quickly flashed across his eyes.

This was how he had to remember her?

“I suggest you put the corpse in the morgue as soon as possible," the undertaker added briskly.

Alick took the opportunity to butt in. "If you don't want to put her in the morgue, we can just put her in an ice coffin and take her to the villa now."

As long as Willie built the ice box, they could directly place the coffin into it. Her boy would soon freeze and could be kept there for a long time.