Harry's hands trembled when he heard his stepfather's voice calling him suddenly while he was looking for evidence in the desk drawer. His saliva was hard to swallow, was he now going to be thoroughly interrogated by his stepfather because now he was acting like a thief? Moreover, his relationship with his stepfather was not very close. He could already guess that his stepfather would definitely defend Harris even if Harris was proven wrong.
Harry turned around nervously, looking down. He was ready to admit everything to his stepfather instead of keeping it in his heart.
"I'm looking for evidence, Dad."
"Looking for evidence of what? Let me help you look for it."
Harry's forehead furrowed. "What do you mean?"
"Actually, I know that all this time Harris has made a lot of mistakes. But, as his father, I actually closed my eyes and kept my mouth shut." Roger walked over to his stepson. "You must have felt a lot of pain all this time because I asked so much of you."
