When Jasper caught Haynes'' gaze, his face immediately gave him away. He was never good at hiding things.


    Haynes instantly pieced it all together. His deep-set eyes flickered. "What exactly happened here?"


    Ste acted like she didn''t even hear him, not bothering to nce at him.


    Neville chuckled and asked, "Star, what happened just now?"


    Ste could ignore Haynes but couldn''t brush off Neville. She was tired of this whole suspicion and exnation routine. Instead of answering, she picked up her phone from the side and casually tapped the screen.


    A video started ying, showing Jasper''s booming voice echoing through the room.


    "Ste, you murderer!"


    The shaky footage revealed Jasper picking up a water ss and throwing its contents at Ste. The screen went blurry as the liquid hit the camera.


    Haynes suddenly remembered noticing Ste''s hair was a bit damp when he entered the room, and there were some watermarks on the sheets, too.


    As Ste wiped the screen dry, Jasper''s voice filled the room again when he pointed at Ste, arrogantly threatening her, and moved toward her like he was ready to pounce.


    As he reached out, Ste kicked him away. Unprepared, Jasper stumbled into a nearby table, knocking over sses and taking Rachel down.


    The video ended, leaving the room in a deafening silence.


    Haynes'' inscrutable eyes settled on Rachel. "Rachel, is that how it went?"


    Rachel looked stunned and took a moment before nodding. "Yes. Ms. Cameron didn''t push me."


    "Why didn''t you say so earlier?"


    Rachel''s eyes reddened with frustration. "I came to ask Ms. Cameron about the car ident. Falling was a small incident. I never intended to me Ms. Cameron."


    Indeed, Rachel had never imed Ste pushed her. Jasper had pinned the fault on Ste.


    Haynes'' chiseled features darkened, his expression a storm barely contained. He turned to Jasper, his voice cutting through the tension like a de. "Apologize. Now."


    Jasper was shocked. "What?"


    Haynes'' eyes were cold. "Apologize to Ste."


    Jasper was reluctant. As a man, especially one dealing with his friend''s girl, it didn''t sit well with him. Reluctantly, he muttered, "Ste, I''m sorry."


    Ste raised an eyebrow. "What was that? I didn''t catch it."


    Jasper bit his lip, his expression one of humiliation. He repeated, louder, "Ste, I''m sorry."


    Ste responded coldly, "I think Mr. Wilkinson shouldn''t bother apologizing." Jasper''s eyes lit up with hope. "Haynie, Ste said I don''t have to apologize..."


    Before he could finish, Ste interjected, "Because no matter how he apologizes, I won''t forgive him. Instead of a reluctant apology, perhaps he should experience having a few cups of water thrown at him. It might be more effective."


    Jasper''s eyes widened in anger, and he shouted, "Ste, you''re going too far! Didn''t you kick me?"


    Ste leaned back against the headboard. "You didn''t think it was too far when you threw water on me. Now you do? Jasper, don''t you see the hypocrisy?"


    "I kicked you in self-defense. Who knows what you would''ve done next? Lying here injured, I''m no match for a man like you."