Joe was old enough to start kindergarten, but since he didn't know the language, attending school would be difficult.

Camila asked Brent to find a tutor so Joe, Glenda, and Rowena could learn the language together.

“Of course, Mrs. Johnston," Brent replied without hesitation. “I'll make the necessary arrangements right away."

With a grateful smile, Camila dismissed him, returning her attention to Joe.

“You're growing up so fast. Soon, you'll be a big boy, and your father and I won't always be able to be by your side."

Joe snuggled comfortably into her arms, gazing at her with wide, curious eyes, His innocence shone through, not understanding the weight of her words.

"It's time to eat," the woman said, bringing in a tray for Isaac.

However, Isaac remained motionless. His eyes flickered with determination as he fixed his gaze on the woman.

"If you can help me contact my family, I'll give you anything you want!" he proposed directly.

The woman ignored his question and urged, “Finish your meal quickly!"

Isaac furrowed his brow, sensing her deliberate change of subject.

"I want to know why you're keeping me here," he persisted.

"I don't understand what you're talking about," the woman replied before abruptly leaving.

Isaac's frown deepened as he watched her depart, puzzled by her cryptic behavior.

Carrying the food, the woman made her way to the vineyard, seeking out her husband.

He was sitting among the vines, removing his gloves as she approached.

Squatting beside him, she asked, "What should we do about that man?"

Her husband remained silent, continuing to eat without lifting his gaze.

Perhaps he was unsure of how to proceed.

"Should we release him?" the woman suggested tentatively.