“No... The other party is a habitual offender. If Morrison has fallen into such a person's hands, his chances of survival are slim, and..."

Forrest paused and completed his sentence in a heavy tone, “Laura received a threat from that man. She gave me the child because she was worried about her safety."

After an extended silence, Camila asked, "What about Laura?"

"She informed me that she would return to work, so she wouldn't have time to look after the child." Forrest sighed and continued, "I know her well. She claimed she will go back to work, but in fact, she is doing it for Morrison."

If Morrison was still alive, she would do everything possible to save him.

And if he was dead, she would definitely avenge him.

She blamed herself for his circumstances.

Morrison ended up in such a precarious situation because of her.

So, she was very depressed.

"We can't help her in this matter," Camila said.

Of course, Forrest was well aware of that.

He looked at Camila and remarked, "The truth is, Morrison is a good man."

"You're right," Camila replied.

She hoped that good people would have longer lives.

"Mila, go and get some rest. You must be exhausted right now,"

Forrest said.

“Okay, I'm in the room next door. Call me if you need anything.”

Forrest nodded in acknowledgment.

When Camila reached the door, she glanced back.

Forrest was carefully rocking his beloved daughter.