Ethan patiently accompanied Madelyn as she ate the chicken potato soup. They did not mention the matter they talked about in the car. They decided to leave it as that.

Ethan asked, "Is it good?"

Madelyn answered, "It's okay. I'm going to my room to do my homework now. You should sleep early. Goodnight."

Ethan nodded, "Goodnight."

He watched her as she went upstairs. He was holding a lighter in his hand with a contemplative look.

George noticed something was going on between them. He asked tentatively, "Did you and Ms. Jent have an argument?"

Ethan crossed his left leg over his right and leaned back, "She wanted me to help deal with those reporters. I didn't agree with it. Am I not treating her well enough? Our relationship isn't something to hide."

George pondered before responding, "Ms. Jent probably isn't used to receiving so much attention. From what I know, she's used to being on her own. She rarely interacts with other people. Now that those reporters have bothered her, it'