Yet, he managed to suppress his anger.

"Really? What exactly did you do?" Forrest tried his best to control his temper and his angry tone, trying to calm himself down.

“We did some digging on Laura. Turns out she has no significant connections. Her mother's passed away from illness. Her father remarried and is completely indifferent to her. No family around either. I suggested to your mother that if someone like her vanished, it wouldn't raise any attention. So, why not make her disappear for good?"

As Pearson's eyes glazed over further, his excitement heightened. He added, “I suggested to your mother to dump Laura into the sea, assuring her no one would ever find Laura again. Your mother took my advice and set up a meeting with Laura. Laura, thinking it was about a dispute related to her friend's company being ruined by your mother and me, agreed to meet. Little did she know your mother had intentions to kill her. As soon as she arrived, your mother's men captured her. They bound her, bagged her, and tossed her into the sea."

Forrest was shaking uncontrollably.

He was overcome by feelings of frustration, rage, and guilt.

He was unaware of the details Pearson spilled, like Laura's father remarrying and neglecting her.

He was completely clueless.

"Why would you want her to vanish?" Forrest's voice was so gloomy that it couldn't be covered.

Pearson waved his hand helplessly and didn't notice Forrest's difference at all. He was drunk. He said complacently, “Ah, I did this for Divya. She expressed that Laura was an obstacle. As long as Laura lived, your relationship with Divya wouldn't be harmonious.

Divya wanted me to coax your mother into eliminating Laura. Your mother, being the accommodating person she is, was easily swayed by my advice..."

Forrest's face was icy, as if blanketed by frost.

He stood up, reached for his phone, and hit pause to stop the recording.

He stared at Pearson fiercely for a long time.

He was filled with an urge to end Pearson's life.

But he kept his cool.

After all he had been through, he knew acting on impulse served no purpose.

Isaac was correct. If someone stopped him, he would deal with the person wisely.

He was now poised to seize control of the Guzman family.

No matter how much he despised Pearson, he had to tolerate him and ensure Pearson returned to the Guzman household unharmed.