At six o'clock the next morning.
Visiting hours opened.
The two girls sprinted straight into the VIP suite.
"Grandpa, Grandma, you have to help us!"
The moment Anna ran through the door, she let out a piercing wail and collapsed by the foot of the bed.
Isabella slumped beside her, silently weeping, looking like the picture of absolute despair.
Holden and Kiera had just woken up and were visibly startled.
"What's going on? What happened?" Kiera sat up, alarmed by their torn clothes and battered state. "What happened to you two? Why are you on the floor? Get up and tell us."
She reached out to help them up.
Anna shook her head, sobbing uncontrollably. "If you won't get justice for us, I'd rather die right here... I'm not getting up!"
Holden set aside his financial newspaper, frowning deeply. "Explain."
"Grandpa, Grandma..." Isabella cried pitifully, looking utterly devastated. "It's all our fault... We shouldn't have taken Serena out. We had no idea she was involved with people like that..."
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