Second Sister-in-law looked at Pauline, truly disappointed in her indecisiveness. "Pauline, you need to understand, Sienna Johnson is your biological daughter!" "Even now, you’re still protecting Sabrina Johnson. No wonder Sienna moved out of the Johnson Family! As her mother, you’ve truly broken your own daughter’s heart," Second Sister-in-law lamented, voicing Sienna’s unspoken grievances. "I am the one to blame," Pauline said, consumed by regret. Her adopted daughter had always been so well-behaved and sensible; Pauline truly never imagined she would actually steal the formula. Raising her tear-reddened eyes, she asked, "Sabrina, why did you steal the formula?" "Mom, I didn’t! They’re all framing me, slandering me!" Sabrina Johnson denied vehemently. She knew she couldn’t admit it, not even if her life depended on it. Once she confessed, she would lose Pauline Briggs’ protection and be utterly finished. "Sabrina Johnson, we’re at this point, and you’re still lying?!" Second Sister-in-law scoffed, staring at the woman who was so blatantly telling falsehoods. "I didn’t! It was Sienna Johnson who set me up!" Grandma Briggs shot a look of great displeasure at Sabrina Johnson, then said to her daughter, "Pauline, call Sienna and tell her Sabrina Johnson is here with us." Grandma Briggs was creating an opportunity for her daughter and granddaughter, a clear signal of goodwill. She hoped her granddaughter would be magnanimous enough not to be petty or hold a grudge. Pauline Briggs said dejectedly, "She won’t answer my calls. Sienna isn’t even willing to speak to me." Looking at her daughter, the old lady continued, "Pauline, you are Sienna’s biological mother! You have to act like one. You burned the evidence without finding out the truth—that was wrong! When you’ve done something wrong, you must at least let the other person know that you understand you were at fault." "Listen to me, call Sienna!" "Mom!" Sabrina Johnson cried out. She could see she was about to be driven out of the Briggs Family, and panic set in. The Briggs Family was her only shelter; without it, she could be arrested by the police the moment she stepped outside. As for the Stewart Family, she couldn’t trust them at all. Her in-laws wanted to divorce her because she couldn’t bear children; they would probably be thrilled to see her go to jail. "Mom, you don’t want me anymore!" Sabrina Johnson wailed, truly crying this time, clinging tightly to Pauline Briggs’ hand, terrified of being thrown out. "Second," Grandma Briggs ordered, "have someone take Sabrina Johnson out! All this crying and wailing is giving me a headache." Second Sister-in-law had been waiting for the old lady to speak. "Mom, I’ll call someone right away!" "Mom! I’m not leaving!" Sabrina Johnson shrieked. The sudden outburst caused the teacup in Grandma Briggs’ hand to tilt, spilling hot tea onto her hand and making it flush red. "Mom, are you alright?" Pauline Briggs asked worriedly when she saw her mother’s reddened hand. She gently blew on it. Grandma Briggs looked at her youngest daughter with a gratified expression and finally sighed. Although she’s a bit foolish and naive, at least she doesn’t have a malicious heart. As long as they get rid of that insidious Sabrina Johnson and prevent her from feeding bad ideas to the easily swayed Pauline, my daughter won’t go astray. Second Sister-in-law returned with two strong, thick-waisted women. Before coming, she had instructed them: "Drag her out, but don’t disturb the old lady." Content originally comes from ⓝovelFire.net "Mom, what happened?" Second Sister-in-law asked as soon as she entered. She saw Grandma Briggs’ hand, and her gaze swept across the few people in the room, a questioning look in her eyes. "It’s nothing, just scalded by the tea." "Pauline, I’m tired. Help me back to my room." With that, Grandma Briggs had Pauline Briggs escort her out. Without Pauline Briggs’ protection, Sabrina Johnson was like rootless duckweed; the Briggs Family naturally paid her no heed. "Mrs. Stewart, the car is waiting outside. This way, please," one of the brawny, dark-skinned women said to Sabrina Johnson, who looked like Lin Daiyu (a tragic, frail heroine). "That’s not up to you!" The other woman grabbed a sweat-stained towel from around her own neck and stuffed it into Sabrina Johnson’s mouth. The stench of sweat assaulted Sabrina’s nostrils, and she nearly vomited. How dare they treat her ! She had enjoyed a smooth life until now and had never suffered such humiliation! Second Sister-in-law keenly observed the hatred and malice in Sabrina Johnson’s eyes. This woman is a venomous snake, she thought. If she ever gets free, she’ll definitely strike out at any woman who crosses her. It seems, she mused, I need to call my parents’ home and tell them to ensure no one defends this Sabrina Johnson. Only when she’s locked away in prison forever will everyone finally have some peace. 「On the fourth of the month, Sabrina Johnson was arrested in Serenora City!」 During the interrogation, Sabrina Johnson stubbornly denied stealing the formula. However, faced with irrefutable evidence, her denials made no difference to her conviction. Sienna Johnson was now hesitating. Should she hand over the audio recording she possessed—the one capturing Sabrina Johnson and Frederick Stewart conspiring to murder Dexter Johnson? "What are you thinking about?" Adrian Desmond suddenly asked. "Huh?" Sienna Johnson looked at Adrian Desmond in a daze. He frowned slightly at her. "Tell me, and I’ll help you analyze it." It was a secret Sienna Johnson had discovered and kept buried deep in her heart. She had only told her grandmother about it when she moved out of the Johnson Family home. "You don’t trust me?" Adrian Desmond sneered. "Do you think Sabrina Johnson will go to jail this time?" she asked. "Don’t you already have the answer in your heart?" Adrian Desmond countered. "Have you ever been hunting?" Adrian Desmond asked. Adrian Desmond gazed tenderly at Sienna Johnson, whose brows were tightly furrowed. He reached out, his fingertips gently tracing the lines on her forehead, trying to smooth them away. It’s not always a good thing for a woman to be so fiercely strong-willed, he thought. "I promised to take you hunting in the Soilliers jungles, but then you ran off." "I’m not interested in hunting!" "Yes, all you care about now is money!" Adrian Desmond mocked. The two of them basked in the glow of the setting sun. Sunlight streamed through the window, stretching their shadows long across the floor. They sat there quietly, like figures in a painting. "I just want to become strong! Only when you’re strong can you protect the people you love." "Sienna, among all the people you want to protect, am I one of them?" Sienna Johnson saw the anticipation in Adrian Desmond’s eyes, and the melancholy and frustration in her heart instantly vanished. "The Sixth Master is so powerful; does he really need anyone’s protection?" she teased. "I’m very fragile too. You have no idea what my life was like during those years you were away. If I hadn’t found you and Curly, I think I might have developed depression." "You’re joking, Sixth Master." Sienna Johnson played tai chi with him, deflecting and dodging, never allowing them to take a substantial step forward. This left Adrian Desmond both impatient and helpless. "I know you’re still holding onto something very important concerning Sabrina Johnson. Don’t reveal it—at least, not yet. If I’m not mistaken, Sabrina Johnson won’t go to jail." Adrian Desmond couldn’t bear to see her struggling , so he offered his counsel.