She lashed out, her nails raking across his face.

Osiris retaliated by seizing Evie's hair.

The two were engaged in a fierce brawl.

Amidst the chaos, Osiris stumbled and reached out to grab Evie's hand, but she instinctively pushed him away with force.

A horrified scream tore from his lips as he tumbled down the staircase, collapsing in a heap at the bottom, unmoving.

Evie, standing at the top of the staircase, gaped at the fallen Osiris, her mind reeling in shock.

Regaining her composure after a few seconds, she rushed down the stairs, dropping down next to Osiris. "Osiris? Are you alright? Stop pretending!" she prodded him, but he remained still.

As Evie was about to nudge him again, she noticed a growing pool of blood beneath his head. Her complexion drained of all color.

She reached out a trembling hand to check for a pulse. Finding none, her heart seemed to stop, and she slumped to the floor.

Meanwhile, Galilea sat on her bed, stunned by a call from Evie.

Evie's voice quavered over the phone. "Galilea...I've killed someone..."

In a daze, Galilea hung up the phone.

The recent events were far beyond her comprehension.

Just the day before, she had found out Sabrina was her father's secret offspring. Today, her mother called to inform her of a kidnapping and an unintentional murder.

Her father was dead.

Evie, in her hysterics, pleaded with Galilea to seek Tyrone's help, expressing her fear of prison.

However, Galilea couldn't even defend herself now, let alone expect Tyrone to listen to her.

After Evie had harmed Sabrina, how could Tyrone ever forgive her?

Evie accused her of being ungrateful before disconnecting the call.

Galilea felt desperate, knowing that not only would Tyrone not pardon Evie but also likely exile her immediately.