Perhaps it was because he was overly excited that he couldn't think calmly.

"Follow her discreetly." She couldn't remain outside indefinitely.

Having already been out for a prolonged period, she suggested, “Let's return first."

"But..."

“She's not working today. Waiting here serves no purpose. Come back tomorrow. Track her address when she shows up, explore her Living quarters. Confirming her identity as Laura should be straightforward then," Camila reasoned.

Forrest agreed.

"Sounds like a plan." To him, Camila's advice held merit.

Returning to their table, no dish, regardless of its delectability, could whet his appetite.

Laura dominated his thoughts.

Simultaneously, gratitude welled up inside him.

He was grateful he had another shot at seeing her.

It was another opportunity for redemption.

With renewed hope, his spirits lifted, he regained his appetite.

Camila glanced at Forrest, her curiosity piqued about the waitress Annot, yet she chose to let Forrest handle it.

She still hadn't located her own child.

Time and energy were scarce.

After the dinner, Harrell's team said goodbye to Camila.

The dinner was finally over.

Before she could engage further with Forrest, he'd left.

“Whom are you searching for?" Isaac inquired.