Eagle watched them from a distance, turning away to hide his Laughter when he couldn't contain it.

Forrest, unable to find words, simply exclaimed, “Camila!”

In her study, Camila assumed Forrest's shout was his plea to be released.

She put on headphones to drown out the noise.

“I'm tired of this," Joe declared, flashing a cheeky grin at Eagle.

Eagle was at a loss for words.

Dealing with him was proving to be quite challenging!

It had only been a short while.

“How about we play basketball instead?" Eagle suggested after a moment.

Joe's face lit up. "Let's go!"

As they departed, Forrest's voice echoed behind them.

“Eagle, let me go!"

"I only listen to Mrs. Johnson," Eagle responded firmly.

"Camila!" Forrest called out again.

Despite his shouts growing hoarse, Camila did not appear until the evening.

When she finally emerged, she found Forrest lying on the sofa, his hair amusingly braided, like a hedgehog's spikes.

“What happened?" she asked as she approached and restored his hairstyle.

"Let me go, Camila. I won't go after Laura. But I need to settle things with your son and Eagle," Forrest insisted.

Camila made a realization. "So Joe is the one responsible for this Who else but a child would commit such a trivial act?"

“Release me now!" demanded Forrest.