Sabrina Johnson cried with pear blossom tears, looking pitiful and delicate. Just a few words, and the situation was turned around—she went from a murderer to a victim... Sienna Johnson glanced at Master Leland, who was sitting beside her, and sneered mockingly.
——Master Leland, impressive move!
Master Leland sensed her gaze, met Sienna Johnson's eyes, and also grinned—with the smile of a winner.
"Mom, it's true...
Dexter Johnson... he's a beast in human skin, he likes to mess around with little girls...
Since I was eight, he started molesting me...
That night when I was twelve, it was just me and Dexter Johnson at home, while you went out to Mrs. Carter's birthday party...
That night, I remember it so clearly. There was heavy rain and thunder, Dexter drank, dragged me into the room, and then... sob..."
