Chapter 1772


    On the other side of the grand estate, Darren and Belinda emerged from the cluttered storage room,


    their eyes brimming with tears.


    The servants promptly secured the door behind them.


    Inside, Serena pounded on the locked door, her sobs fierce and heart-wrenching. "Grandma, Grandpa,


    I''m so sorry, I really am. Please stop crying. Don''t be angry or sad over someone like me, it''s not worth


    it."


    She had watched, helpless, as her grandparents who had once doted on her, stood before her in tears,


    questioning her, reminding her that before all this mess, they had truly loved her as their own


    granddaughter.


    Tears flooded Serena''s face as her conscience stirred awake.


    "I know nothing I say will make a difference now," she cried, banging on the door, "I''ve made an


    unforgivable mistake, I don''t deserve your forgiveness. Just please, take care of yourselves, don''t let


    this ruin your health."


    She remembered how, during the confrontation, her grandparents had nearly copsed in distress


    multiple times, which filled her with guilt and sorrow.


    Initially, all she wanted was to maintain her status within the family, to keep the affection of her kin,


    nothing more.


    She never intended harm toe to Arabe.


    How did things get this far?


    Why?


    "Grandma, Grandpa." Serena wept, slumping to the floor, her strength failing her until shey crumpled


    on the cold ground.


    The previous day, she had painstakingly removed shards of ss from a wound on her forehead while


    looking at her reflection in the window, passing out twice from the pain.


    The wound had not been properly treated or bandaged, and she had been without food or drink since


    yesterday, without clean clothes, or even a bed to rest.


    The bruises from her mother''s blows throbbed painfully, her consciousness fading, tears still clinging to


    hershes. The floor was cold, yet her body felt unbearably hot.


    In the living room, Darren and Belinda were joined by Arabe, who had just walked in. Seeing their


    beloved granddaughter safe and sound, they were once again moved to tears.


    "Be." They each embraced her tenderly, their hearts aching with regret, "We''ve let you down in this


    family."


    "Dad, Mom, let go, Be''s got injuries on her arm, don''t hurt her." Louisa, seeing their distress, quickly


    intervened.


    The grandparents withdrew their hands in rm, then eagerly listened to Arabe''s ount of what


    Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    happened, their hearts growing heavier with each detail of her ordeal.


    Bard also took a seat beside Arabe, expressing his concern about her injuries and experiences.


    Eunice brought them freshly brewed tea, and as the adults gathered, she leaned in to whisper to


    Arabe, "I once said that no matter how many remnants of Doom''s influence were left in Dawnstar, I''d


    root them all out. Now they''ve been caught, and there are hardly any left. You can enjoy your time in


    Dawnstar without worry now."


    "Thanks, Aunt Eunice," Arabe replied, touched that her aunt had been working to eliminate those


    threats while she was away, realizing how much her aunt truly cared for her.


    "Here, have some warm tea," Eunice offered her a cup, adding with a smile, "Can you tell what kind it


    is?"


    Arabe had recognized it immediately, "Is it that tea we always drink at your ce?"


    "Sharp nose," Eunice chuckled, her lips curving into a smile. "I knew you liked it, so I brought six boxes


    for you this time."