"You sending me to Detox is as good as killing me!" Serene Abel ran towards the door.
"Hold her down!" commanded Old Madame Sheldon, and several burly servants immediately restrained Serene Abel.
"The Detox Center has been contacted; someone will come to take you away soon," Old Madame Sheldon stated firmly, her eyes visibly red if one looked closely.
Serene Abel struggled, "No! I don't want to go to the Detox Center! How could you be so heartless, Grandma? Am I really your biological granddaughter? Why are you so cruel to me?"
At this moment, the sound of car engines came from outside.
Not long after, Lawrence Turner arrived, dressed in a black trench coat and black suit pants, his demeanor elegant and gentlemanly.
After greeting the elders present, he apologized with profound regret, "I'm sorry, I failed to look after Serene well, allowing her the opportunity to take drugs, it's my fault, I deserve to die..."
