Doreen was left momentarily speechless. She knew Deanna was Brian's half-sister, and she also knew that there was nothing going on between Deanna and Keegan.

Turning to Keegan, Doreen wore a smile.

"Keegan, I made sure the cook prepared chicken soup just for you. Come and have it while it's still warm."

Keegan appeared visibly anxious, caught in the middle of their tension.

Doreen proved to be quite challenging to handle.

"Doreen..." Deanna began, her voice dripping with barely contained frustration.

“Miss, don't you have any self-esteem? Keegan has rejected you countless times. Why do you keep persisting?" Deanna interjected, her words sharp and unexpected.

Keegan's eyes widened, surprised by Deanna's unexpected outburst.

Despite his astonishment, he silently agreed with her.

As a man, he knew it wouldn't be appropriate to respond with sarcastic remarks directed at a girl.

Finally, someone spoke those words on his behalf.

“Hey there, young lady, it looks Like you haven't experienced love yet. But let me tell you, when it comes to chasing true love, who cares about self-esteem? We've got to be tenacious. Even if he's not into me at this moment, as long as I keep going, my unwavering determination will touch his heart eventually."

Doreen's disapproving tone was evident as she spoke.

Deanna, taken aback by Doreen's words, glanced at her and then at Keegan.

“Quit daydreaming. He won't be interested in you. No matter how persistent you are, it's all in vain."

Doreen let out a snort, retorting, "How do you know he won't fall for me?"

“Because he has good taste," Deanna stated matter-of-factly.

Doreen's expression grew dark.

“Are you saying I have no taste?"

Deanna waved her hand dismissively.

"No, no. Let me put it this way..."

Pausing for a moment, Deanna Looked down at the completed painting on the table. Then, holding the artwork, she walked over to the wall and pointed at another painting hanging there.