In response, Drake shot her a furious glance, his voice rising in agitation. "Would she listen to me if I spoke kindly? It's your indulgence that's caused this!"

Tears streamed down Helena's cheeks as she endured Drake's scolding in silence.

Meanwhile, a storm brewed in Maggie's heart, fueled by righteous indignation.

“Dad, why do you raise your voice at Mom?" Maggie's voice, tinged with frustration, cut through the tense atmosphere. “What could she have possibly done to deserve this? If not for her and my brother, do you think I'd have a reason to still regard you as my father?"

Drake's countenance darkened, his finger jabbing accusatorily at Maggie. “You dare utter such words of ingratitude again!"