Sienna didn’t take it seriously and said coldly, "Sabrina Johnson and Frederick Stewart are downstairs. Do you think Madam Johnson still needs my comfort?" Lucas Robertson glanced over and said to the foolish Kiki, "Kiki, come and help me carry stuff!" "Didn’t you just tell me not to carry it?" "Who told you to talk so much!" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI(F)ire.net 「Dragon Court Residence Complex」 This was the house that Sienna Johnson bought for Rose Collins. Rose’s health was not good, and the place was close to schools and hospitals. Although the house was small, it had convenient living facilities. When the three of them arrived, they still managed to wake up Rose, who had been resting lightly. "What is all this?" Seeing the three of them, laden with bags and packages, Rose was startled. "What happened? Why are you here at this hour?" "Mom, I’m very tired right now. Can you let me sleep first before talking?" Seeing Sienna’s tired look, Rose Collins considerately did not ask any questions. "Go sleep in my room. Lucas, go rest in Marvin’s room. Kiki, you can sleep in the study." "Thank you, Auntie Rose," Kiki smiled. "All of you, go get some rest. Don’t worry about your luggage; just leave it for now. We can sort it out tomorrow." Sienna Johnson settled down , and Rose Collins’s quilt was still warm. Sienna took off her clothes and got into bed, but Rose couldn’t sleep anymore. Although Sienna hadn’t said anything, the gauze bandage on her hand made Rose realize that something serious must have occurred for Sienna to arrive at her place in the dead of night. Seeing all their bags and packages, it looked like they intended to stay for a while. What on earth could have happened to make Sienna move out of the Johnson Family home in the middle of the night? Curly? Why hadn’t Curly come with her? Sienna Johnson quickly fell asleep, but Rose Collins couldn’t sleep at all. Though unable to sleep, she didn’t dare to move, afraid of waking Sienna. Adrian Desmond also hadn’t slept. When Walter Klein told him they had driven away, Adrian felt a pang of disappointment. "Madam said thank you for Sixth Master’s kindness, but she doesn’t want to move in." Walter Klein carefully watched Adrian’s expression. He was worried that Adrian would be angry after being rejected by Sienna Johnson. To his surprise, Adrian was actually very calm. Curly slept very soundly, lying in Adrian’s arms. However, her little brows were furrowed and did not relax. "Sixth Master, why don’t you try to persuade her again tomorrow?" Their relationship hadn’t improved much. He had only made the offer casually, having already anticipated Sienna’s answer. As things stood, they had no official standing with each other, and with Kenneth Brown still in the picture, Sienna would never move in with him and give people cause for gossip. It was time to deal with Kenneth Brown. "Sixth Master, you should put the little girl on the bed. You can’t keep holding her ," Walter Klein reminded him. "As soon as I put her on the bed, she cries. I’ll just hold her. Anyway, I’m not sleepy." Walter Klein looked at Adrian Desmond, finding it hard to imagine that the renowned Adrian Desmond, rumored by the outside world to be ruthless and merciless, could actually have such a nurturing, fatherly side. The Briggs family was also a prominent and wealthy clan, but they were not located in Sileria City. Instead, they resided in Serenora City, 15 kilometers away. Pauline Briggs was the only daughter of her generation in the Briggs family and, being a child of her parents’ later years, had been doted on and pampered since birth. When she married, her dowry and wedding procession were so magnificent they were the envy of countless women. In the middle of the night, Pauline’s arrival awakened the entire Briggs Family. She had two older brothers: Annan Briggs and Abram Briggs. Annan had a son and a daughter, while Abram had two sons. Pauline was three years younger than Lucy Briggs, her eldest brother Annan’s daughter. "What happened, sweetie?" Pauline’s mother, Agnes Bush, heard her daughter had returned in the middle of the night and rushed to see her. What she saw dismayed her: her daughter, who had always lived a pampered life, had eyes as red and swollen as walnuts from crying, and her voice was hoarse. The old madam was instantly enraged. Nearby, Sabrina Johnson, adding fuel to the fire, recounted the day’s events, then burst into tears along with Pauline. "Grandma," she sobbed to Agnes, "it’s all my fault! If it weren’t for me, Mom and Sister wouldn’t have fought !" "It’s so late," Father Briggs said, glancing at his daughter. "Don’t ask any more questions for now. Let NiuNiu get some proper rest. We can talk about whatever it is tomorrow." The old madam, her heart aching for this daughter of her later years, wept along with her. "All of you, go to bed," she said, her voice choked with tears. "I’m not sleeping. My daughter has been bullied! How can I possibly sleep?" Father Briggs retorted angrily, "We don’t even know the full story yet! What are you making such a baseless fuss for? Besides, is she an outsider? That’s your own granddaughter!" "Dad, Mom, I’m not going back," Pauline Briggs declared, her reasoning quite simple in her own mind. "If I go back, Sienna won’t live at home anymore." The two sisters-in-law of the Briggs Family exchanged glances but said nothing. A married daughter wanting to return to her natal home to live long-term? What kind of situation was this? Still, none of them dared to voice such thoughts aloud. Their parents-in-law and even their own husbands spoiled this sister-in-law—who was roughly the same age as their own children—rotten. Back in the day, only Dexter Johnson had been able to tolerate Pauline, with her severe case of ’princess syndrome.’ "All of you, go to bed!" the old master finally ordered. The family members finally dispersed to their rooms. The old madam took Pauline to her old room to wash up and change. The Briggs family had kept Pauline’s room exactly as it was before her marriage; nothing had been moved. Servants and the Sister-in-law cleaned it daily, as if Pauline still lived there. Pauline, no longer young and exhausted from the night’s turmoil, finally drifted off to sleep with her mother by her side. Pauline’s parents, however, couldn’t sleep. Indeed, few people involved slept that night. The two Briggs sons were summoned to the old madam’s room. Meanwhile, the two sisters-in-law gathered together, finally feeling able to speak more freely. The Sister-in-law said, "What kind of drama is our dear sister-in-law stirring up now? To actually get into such a state with her own biological daughter!" The Second Sister-in-law remarked, "Well, our sister-in-law’s way of thinking has always been... unique." "Cats love their own kittens, and dogs love their own puppies," the Second Sister-in-law continued, known for always speaking her mind directly. "I just don’t understand it. No matter how flawed your own child might be, they’re still your own flesh and blood. How can a child from someone else’s womb ever compare to one from your own?" "That Sienna Johnson... I’ve met her a few times," the Sister-in-law mused. "She actually seems like a decent girl, far better than that Sabrina Johnson, by a long shot. If our Evie Briggs were half as sensible as Sienna, I’d have far fewer worries." Evie Briggs was the Sister-in-law’s daughter. "Sienna Johnson certainly hasn’t had the good fortune our Evie Briggs has," the Second Sister-in-law chimed in. "Evie has her grandparents and parents who dote on her, capable older brothers in the family; she doesn’t have to worry about a single thing. Not like that Sienna. She was clearly born a Princess, but an impostor snatched away all her good fortune. After suffering so much, she finally made it back to the Johnson Family, only to find that her own biological mother doesn’t even cherish her..."