Sylvia looked at Forrest as she said, "What did you get up to again? Didn't I tell you to behave yourself and stop causing trouble for Owen? He's got his hands full with his position in the Arnold family too." She did not actually blame him.

Forrest understandingly nodded, "I know. You should go to bed."

After Sylvia left, Forrest kneeled down in front of the study.

It was already eleven-thirty at night, but Ethan still had not stepped out of the study room.

Suddenly, Forrest's phone rang. He reached into his pocket and after seeing who it was, he rejected the call.

Madelyn was coming out of the bathroom just then, drying her hair with a towel. She thought, 'Forrest usually starts fooling around at this hour. I'll check on him and see what he's up to."

However, the call was disconnected as soon as she called him.

Madelyn frowned, 'Why'd he hang up so quickly? Was he feeling guilty or is he in the middle of something?'

She tried again, but Forrest still did not answer, so she ke