“What makes you think I deceived you? It's true, she's my daughter. Are you trying to stir up problems?"

"I said that because I have evidence," Forrest stated calmly.

The woman, now anxious, dashed off to fetch her husband.

Both of them huddled together in hushed conversation.

Forrest didn't urge her.

Rather, he patiently waited outside.

It wasn't until a considerable amount of time passed that they finally came out.

"Who might you be?" The husband was the one who broke the silence.

With a direct approach, Forrest responded, "I chose your guesthouse because I'm acquainted with someone from your family. I'm here to confirm her identity. If you tell me the truth, I won't make it hard for you. But if you persist in denial and withhold the truth from me, don't blame me for the consequences."

The couple had just discussed in the room.

Annot wasn't their biological daughter, after all.

Now that someone had come asking about her, they realized the truth could no longer stay hidden.

The entire village was aware of the outsider visiting their home.

If Forrest asked anyone among them, he could easily obtain the answer he wanted.

“Can you tell me who you are?" the woman's husband asked.

“Her family," Forrest disclosed.

The woman let out a heavy sigh.

"We found her adrift at sea. After she regained consciousness, she couldn't remember a thing. The doctor attributed it to a lack of oxygen for an extended period, which damaged her memory nerves."

Forrest's fists slowly tightened.

"So, you've kept her in your house ever since?" His question wasn't meant to accuse the woman.