He turned around and took his leave.

His stride quickened.

Guilt induced him to tremble!

Annot watched him and declared, "You seem to have a guilty conscience."

Hearing her words, Forrest hastened his step.

It appeared as if he was seeking an escape.

Camila had just put Joe to sleep.

As she prepared to ascend the staircase, the doorbell sounded. She approached to answer the door.

Alick stood at the doorway.

"I wish to discuss something with Mr. Johnston."

Camila invited him inside.

“Please make yourself comfortable in the living room. I'll notify him."

She ascended the staircase and opened the door. She caught sight of Isaac exiting the bathroom. Dressed in a grey silk nightwear, his robust and towering figure was accentuated. The nightwear suited him perfectly.

His damp hair brushed his forehead, adding depth and clarity to his gaze.

Towel in hand, he padded over drying his hair and questioned, “Has Joe fallen asleep?"

"Yes." Camila nodded and informed, “Alick awaits you downstairs."

Isaac handed her the towel and announced, "I'll join him downstairs."

Camila took the towel and proceeded to the bathroom.

Downstairs, Isaac joined Alick.

Alick rose from the sofa.