Debra nced down at her hand, a wry smile ying on her lips.


    She had anticipated that Shelia might have some tricks up her sleeve, but she hadn''t expected such a brazen and underhanded method.


    As Melody arrived on the scene, her eyes widened in horror at the sight of Shelia lying in a pool of blood. She clutched her chest, her face paling as she nearly copsed. "My great-grandson... Debra, you murderer! How could you be so vicious, even towards a pregnant woman?"


    Debra stood her ground, her expression calm. Ben rushed to her side anxiously.


    "Madam, are you okay?"


    "I''m fine," Debra reassured him.


    She nced at Shelia and then Edgar. Edgar wasforting Den, and a realization dawned on her. Edgar was likely involved in this scheme.


    Leah and Jack arrived to witness the aftermath. Leah gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. She couldn''t believe Debra would resort to such violence.


    Melody called the police. When the ambnce arrived, a police car followed close behind.


    Pedro, the police chief, stepped out of the car, his presence indicating the seriousness of the situation.


    "What happened?" he asked.


    Regardless of her image, Melody pointed an usatory finger at Debra, who was descending the stairs from the second floor. "It''s her. She killed my great-grandson."


    Pedro looked at Debra with mixed feelings. He seemed to be wondering why he always ended up dealing with such troublesome cases involving her. Approaching Debra, he asked, "Ms. Frazier, please exin what happened. Does the incident with Miss ir have anything to do with you?"N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    Debra met his gaze, her voice calm and collected. "She threw herself at


    me and fell down the stairs on ber ownd had nothing to do with it."


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    Melodyshed out, "You''re lying through your teeth. So many people saw it. You pushed Shelia down the stairs. You''re jealous that she was going to take your ce as Mrs. Nichols. How can you even say she felt by herself? Aren''t you ashamed?"


    "You will answer for this situation. Otherwise, I will use all my connections to make sure you end up behind bars for life," Den snarled.


    He had just witnessed his daughter fall and lie in a pool of blood. Afraid he''d do anything irrational, Ben quickly intervened.


    "Mr. ir, please calm down. Ms. Frazier is exining the facts."


    "The facts? Are you saying Jade rolled down the stairs by herself? Does she have a death wish?"


    Pedro, caught in the middle of the chaos, was growing increasingly frustrated.


    Sophie, sensing that something was off, discreetly called Juan from a corner of the room. Juan, sitting in his car, hesitated for a moment before answering, "Hello?"


    "Sir, pleasee back quickly. Mrs. Nichols is in trouble."


    Juan tightened his grip on the phone and asked subconsciously, "What happened?"


    "Miss Miles fell from the stairs. The baby is likely lost. It was Mrs. Nichols who pushed her down."


    Juan immediately hung up the phone and instructed Joe, "Back to the old house."


    "But..."


    "Now!"