“Of course," Camila responded promptly.

“I'll send the baby to you."

"I'm away from home. How about I come to pick her up?" Camila suggested.

A pause followed. Then Laura consented, “Alright.”

"Is Morrison's situation dire?" Camila inquired.

Another silence. "Yes," Laura confirmed.

"I understand," Camila acknowledged.

"Please come over as soon as you can."

"Understood."

After ending the call, Camila sank into a somber mood. Laura's tone hinted at the severity of Morrison's situation.

After ending the call, Camila was fraught with nerves.

She needed to get there quickly to discover the gravity of the situation with Morrison that made it impossible for Laura to care for the baby.

As she opened the door, she found Forrest poised to knock.

Caught off guard by the door swinging open, Forrest quickly recovered.

“Did you just get off the phone with Laura?"

Before Camila could respond, he continued, "You don't have to sneak around to talk to her anymore."

He shrugged dismissively. "It doesn't matter now. She's not the only woman in the world."

Camila's lips tightened.

"So, you've seen the light; any woman will do now?" she asked sharply.

Forrest was left speechless, clearly understanding her implication.