Sanford ended the call with a decisive click and sank back into his seat, his brows furrowed in deep contemtion.


    Previously, Sanford had schemed with Lindsay to undermine Stes marriage, but their efforts had failed to produce the results hed hoped for, so he had cast Lindsay aside Like a discarded chess piece.


    Now, with Ste growing suspicious of Lindsay, Sanford found himself reevaluating Lindsays cunning and determination.


    The following morning, as sunlight bathed the city streets in a golden glow, Ste made her way to her studio, adhering to her routine.


    Stepping out of her car with poise, Ste was suddenly swarmed by a crowd of reporters, who descended on her like vultures zeroing in on their next meal.


    They enveloped her, bombarding her with relentless inquiries Linked to Robins mysterious death.


    Ste, did Matthew assist you in eluding the police for Robins murder? Ste, had you been plotting Robins death for a while? Camera shes erupted around her, the piercing brightness nearly overwhelming her vision. Startled yet cautious, Ste was acutely aware of her pregnancy, carefully navigating her movements to avoid the aggressive reporters.


    Despite her efforts, the reporters were ruthless, crowding her more closely and cutting off her escape.


    Just when the situation seemed unbearable, Doreen burst through the reporters with fierce determination, making her way to Stes side.


    Doreens face was flushed with fury as she snapped at the reporters.


    Do you have any sense of decency at all? Whats the point of crowding us like this? Without missing a beat, she stepped forward, shielding Ste as she fought her way through the relentless throng.


    The reporters, however, were unwilling to let such an opportunity slip through their fingers.


    They trailed closely behind, bombarding them with relentless questions. Thanks to Doreens fierce protection, Ste finally managed to reach the entrance of the studio.


    She paused, taking a deep breath in an effort to steady her jumbled emotions.


    Her voice, firm and unwavering, cut through the chaos.


    I wont answer any questions that seem more Like baseless usations.


    Her strong tone was meant to deter the reporters, but just as her words settled, the sound of approaching footsteps drew attention.


    The police had arrived.


    An officer stepped forward, his expression grim as he addressed Ste. Maam, pleasee with us to the station.


    Shock rippled through both women.


    They stood frozen, their faces pale with disbelief.


    Doreen, however, quickly regained herposure.


    She stepped in front of the officer and demanded, Why are you taking Ste? Whats the reason? The officer remained impassive, offering no response.


    The sight of the police only fueled the reporters frenzy, their questions growing louder as they scrambled for firsthand details.


    Amid the chaos, Ste took a moment to calm herself.