Camila responded candidly, “It's concerning Aldrin."

Forrest's Lips tightened. “You're not planning to visit him? He is your brother. Why are you so cold-blooded?"

Unwavering, Camila held her ground and replied, "My presence won't alter anything. Besides, I'm needed here."

Isaac was absent.

She had her hands full with two kids!

Moreover, she'd stumbled upon information about a top-tier ophthalmologist in Faymoor, boasting unrivaled medical expertise.

Securing an appointment with this specialist for Isaac became her priority.

Before that, she also needed to verify the doctor's information.

"Well, then you stay. I will go alone." Forrest declared before pivoting and exiting with purpose.

But he was promptly intercepted by Camila.

"What do you mean? What do you intend to accomplish?" she asked, her tone grave.

"I suspect her baby is now a month old. Perhaps she hosted a gathering to commemorate the occasion. I plan to present some gifts to the child, alright?"

Camila was rendered speechless.

"Are you out of your mind? Your actions could easily cause problems for Laura," Camila admonished.

"You all hold Mr. Armstrong in such high regard, don't you? He's known for his generosity. I doubt he'd object to me visiting the child."

Camila's eye twitched as she retorted, “Anyway, I won't allow you to go there."

Forrest smiled. "You cannot hinder me."

Camila fixed him with a stare. “Perhaps I can't hinder you, but I can certainly bind you."

“Mila, what gives you such confidence in your ability to restrain me?"

Forrest harbored complete disbelief.