Serenity was furious, ordering her bodyguards to tie up my grandfather and lock him in the car.
She also had the two Tibetan mastiffs caged and hauled away along with her grandfather.
As the car gradually disappeared into the distance, my steps remained forcibly tethered to Serenity's side.
All preparations for Dashiell's surgery were complete.
Just before he was about to enter the operating room, Serenity slipped away to the hospital stairwell, quietly interrogating the butler:
"Have you still not found Garrett?!"
The butler kept his head lowered: "Ms. Carlisle, we've done our best... It's as if the young master has vanished into thin air..."
"He must have gone back home to hide, deliberately sending his grandfather to cause trouble! Does he think I can't see through this little trick?"
Serenity unexpectedly pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, lit one, and took a deep drag.
The butler glanced up at Serenity, his eyes full of unspoken words.