Forrest roughly nudged the chunky guy snoozing beside Madelyn. Startled awake, he blinked in confusion.

"Get lost!" Forrest yelled.

The guy was born into sudden wealth thanks to his family's booming livestock business, wasn't known for much other than his frequent naps. His schoolwork often had evidence of his drool. Seeing Forrest, he quickly understood and got up, freeing the spot.

Forrest deftly moved the chair and settled beside Madelyn, his hand casually resting on the chair's back. His other hand, encased in a striking cast, stood out noticeably. His stylish sneakers, likely from some high-end brand, tapped lightly on the floor, giving him a somewhat roguish look.

"You know Jadie White, right?" he asked.

Madelyn put her pen down. "Yeah, I know her. She's my father's adopted daughter. And the guy she calls her brother? He's the person my dad took in. But neither of them is actually related to me by blood."

Timothy tilted his head with a mischievous glint. "They're all adopte