Having learned from the previous lesson, Madelyn returned home before eight at night. Before that, she also went to the hospital to get her stitches removed. Her wound was healing and had scabbed over. It was prominent but thankfully it did not reopen just from minor pressure or movement.

The atmosphere in the study of the Arnold residence was tense. Ethan was sitting at the desk. After the video conferencing ended, he lifted his eyes to look at the person standing in front of him, who was dressed in an untidy school uniform. Ethan asked, "You haven't been home these days. What've you been doing out there?"

"What else could I be doing? Don't you already know?" Forrest tilted his head as he replied, reaching into his pocket and fidgeting with the lighter inside.

Ethan lazily leaned back. He responded, "You're right. Indeed, I do know everything that you do. I have people watching you, but not because you're a threat to me. It's just to keep you from causing me trouble out there. Do y