"Tell her what? All she knows how to do is cry. What else can she do?" Sienna Johnson had no respect for Pauline Briggs. "...I’m not sure how deep Madam Johnson’s feelings are for Sabrina Johnson. If Madam Johnson can’t keep her mouth shut and lets this matter leak, our Johnson Family will be in a passive position." The old lady could see what Sienna was weighing in her mind. If the Stewart Family found out that the Johnson Family knew the truth about Dexter Johnson’s death, the two families would inevitably become enemies. But now, the Stewart Family is more powerful than the Johnson Family. If the Stewart Family truly moved against the Johnson Family, they would be in serious trouble. Now, all they could do was pretend they knew nothing and remain unchanging in the face of the unexpected. "Let’s keep this matter between us and not say anything to anyone!" the old lady decided. The old lady squeezed Sienna’s hand. "Child, I know you’re suffering." With that, her tears fell again. "Grandma, don’t be sad. I will take revenge for my father. You must take care of yourself and witness my revenge for my father with your own eyes!" Sienna, afraid the old lady wouldn’t be able to withstand the shock and might collapse, had said this deliberately. The old lady had deeply loved her only son; having lost him so unjustly, there was no way she could simply let go. "Don’t worry, I’m tough. I won’t close my eyes until they are punished! I won’t die in peace!" Once the old lady’s emotions had stabilized, Sienna brought up the matter she had mentioned earlier, "Grandma, with Madam Johnson here, Sabrina Johnson can come and go as she pleases. Sabrina harbors ill intentions and uses Madam Johnson as her pawn, making this house unsafe. I want to move out." "Must you be in such a hurry?" The old lady relented. Sienna smiled bitterly. "I’m really afraid of Madam Johnson." "I’ll bring Curly to see you every week." The old lady took a deep breath and agreed, "Go ahead. I’m still in this house. As long as I’m here, your mother wouldn’t dare to mess around." "Sienna, I’m tired. You go out first and let me rest for a while. I won’t see you off when you leave later. Once you’re settled, I’ll come to see you and Curly." Sienna helped the old lady lie down and cover her with a quilt. Seeing the old lady’s aged appearance, she said with a heartache, "Grandma, you must take care of yourself. Dad is watching you from above. Don’t make Dad worry about you." The old lady looked at her granddaughter with her clouded eyes and said firmly, "Don’t worry about me. I’m not that fragile. If I were that fragile, I wouldn’t have made it this far." No one in the Johnson Family had a harder life than the old lady. "Grandma, I’m leaving now." Sienna left the room. Kathryn was waiting outside. Seeing Sienna, she asked, "Miss, is the old lady okay?" "She just lay down. Don’t sleep tonight; stay by the old lady’s side. If anything unusual happens, call me." When Sienna came out, she saw Sabrina Johnson and Frederick Stewart were still there, apparently enjoying the spectacle, unconcerned by the late hour and in no hurry to go home and rest. "Sienna, your mother is crying , but you don’t even come to comfort her. Do you plan to just go back to your room and sleep?" Sabrina Johnson accused Sienna, her tone rebuking her for being unfilial. Sienna ignored her and went straight back to her own room. There were quite a few things in her room. Sienna packed only a few changes of undergarments and some professional suits. The majority of the items were her documents and books. With Kiki’s help, Sienna packed three large boxes full of them in her study. Lucas Robertson had the fewest items, just a briefcase. Kiki didn’t have much either, only two boxes, one and a half of which were filled with Curly’s belongings. "This is Curly’s favorite bear toy..." "This is Curly’s favorite deer toy." Sienna looked at the half-box of toys and didn’t know what to say. "Don’t take these useless things!" Kiki clutched them protectively. "No, no! Curly will make a fuss if she doesn’t see them." Seeing Sienna’s displeasure, Kiki quickly added, "If you think it’s too much to carry, I just won’t take my things." "Take them all. We’ll just take two cars." "Lucas, move these things to your car, and these to my van," Sienna instructed. "I’ll help too!" said Kiki. Lucas blocked her, not allowing her to carry the heavy items. "This is a man’s job. You check if there’s anything else that needs to be packed. It’s no big deal; I can make a few more trips if necessary." "I’m done. Sienna, do you have anything else?" Sienna had always wanted to live with her adoptive mother. Her adoptive mother’s house had one bedroom and three reception rooms. Moving several people in would make it a bit cramped, but they would have to make do. "My mom should be asleep right now, so when we go in, everyone be quiet and don’t wake her up," Sienna instructed. Walter Klein came in and saw the large and small packages on the ground. "Sixth Master said that you should all move to his place for now." Sienna certainly wasn’t going to move to Adrian Desmond’s place. "Thank Sixth Master for his kindness. We have a place to stay." "Sixth Master said that if Madam doesn’t want to move there, I should ask where Madam plans to move. He also said he’d buy a house next door." Was he determined to cling to her?! "How’s Curly?" Read full story at novel{f}ire.net "She was crying and fussing just a moment ago. Now, Sixth Master has managed to coax her to sleep." Hearing that her daughter had fallen asleep, Sienna decided not to take Curly with her now. She would pick Curly up early the next morning. "Tell him I’ll pick Curly up tomorrow morning." Walter Klein saw all the luggage and perceptively offered to help carry things. Sienna tidied the study again and managed to pack another box. For the three of them, the bulk of their belongings consisted of documents and books. "Sienna, where are you all going?" Pauline Briggs saw box after box being moved out and couldn’t help but come upstairs to see what was going on. She then heard that Sienna was moving out of the Johnson Family home. "Tell me, where are you going?" No one paid attention to Madam Johnson. Everyone was busy packing. Pauline Briggs looked as if she might faint. Gazing at her cold, unfeeling daughter, she exclaimed agitatedly, "You don’t have to leave. I’ll leave!" Pauline Briggs turned and left the study. Kiki whispered, "Sienna, is Madam Johnson alright? Shouldn’t you go check on her?"