Haynes furrowed his brow, interrupting the conversation between the two. "Ste, you might want to take a look at these photos first."


    Ste nced down, quickly flipping through the photos. "Yes, I did make these things for Marvin."


    "And what about him bullying Keen?" Haynes asked.


    Ste''s brow twitched slightly. "These photos have nothing to do with Marvin bullying Keen, right?"


    Haynes picked up on the hint of bias in Ste''s voice, his gaze turning icy. "So, you think Keen''s lying?"


    Ste replied, "We need to investigate properly to determine who''s lying."


    Ste''s words were fair, but Haynes had always disliked Marvin and his father. Ste''s insistence on being "fair and just" irked him.


    "Ste, are you seriously doubting your own son?"


    "That''s not what I said," Ste shot back.


    Haynes narrowed his eyes. "But you don''t trust him either. Admit it."


    Ste remained calm. "Keen is still young and hasn''t developed a full understanding of things. We can''t just take a child''s word at face value."


    Haynes'' gaze grew colder, his eyes fixed on Ste as he spoke each word deliberately. "He''s not just a child. He''s your son."


    Ste chuckled softly. "And you''re my husband, aren''t you? Have you ever believed in me?"


    Haynes was taken aback, ready to respond, but Ste gently cut him off. "I never said I didn''t believe him. I just want to investigate. Besides, when Rachel fell down the stairs, it was Keen who swore I pushed her."


    "And in the end, everyone saw what truly happened. Is it wrong for me to question his words?"


    Haynes found himself speechless. Even Keen didn''t seem so confident anymore.


    Deanna, however, was unyielding, issuingmands without hesitation. "Ste, I don''t care if you want to make money or whatever your reasons are, you need to quit your job right now! I heard that Marvin kid doesn''t even have a mom..."


    Deanna''s words were abruptly cut off by Ste''s icy tone. "Deanna, Marvin is not an orphan, please mind your words."


    Deanna was so furious her head ached, massaging her temples, unable to find the words. Seeing this, Ste turned to Haynes.


    "Haynes, can we first release my friend and then talk about the rest?"


    Though Haynes was displeased with Ste, he noticed Deanna''s old ailments ring up and handed her a pill bottle. "Mom, these are the meds Ste brought for you. Are they the ones you usually take?"


    Deanna remembered how Ste had deliberately avoided bringing her meds, leaving her with headaches for days, and her fury only intensified. She took the bottle and hurled it in Ste''s direction with all her might!


    Deanna clutched her head with one hand, pointing at Ste with the other. "You think those pills give you power over me? You''re dead wrong! Ste, listen up, you won''t get away with this! This isn''t over!"


    The bottle shattered at Ste''s feet, ss shards scattering everywhere, with one piece grazing her cheek, leaving a small line of blood trickling down her face, adding a grim touch to the scene. Pills rolled across the floor, settling in various spots.


    An eerie silence settled over the room, and no one dared to speak. Callie whispered softly, "Mom, Ste... Ste seems hurt."


    Deanna, hearing this, onlyughed. "What goes aroundes around. That''s karma for trying to control me with meds!"