Hugo Quinn shut off the computer instantly, didn’t even have time to say a word to the senior executives, and immediately headed out. "Go to the bedroom first, I’ll be there shortly, no more than ten minutes." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱 Eleanor Hollis felt a bit more at ease, even with a trace of a sob in her voice. "I’m sorry to bother you, but I’m really scared." A girl living alone fears strangers coming to the door the most, and if a home invasion were to happen, she wouldn’t even know how she died. Hugo rushed to the ground floor, drove off in his car, and practically ignored all the traffic lights. Eleanor initially thought that saying ten minutes was just to comfort her, so she anxiously hid under the quilt waiting. She hugged herself tightly, hearing noises outside, her eyes reddened slightly, had that masked man come in? There was a sound of impact from outside; fortunately, she had barricaded the door with a table and a single sofa in advance, even a long bench, so the intruder couldn’t get in quickly. She just needed to wait for Hugo to arrive. Once Hugo arrives, it would be safe. The sound of banging on the door continued, Eleanor hugged her knees, trying hard to calm down. Suddenly, there was a sound outside, like fists hitting something. Eleanor perked up her ears to listen, and then heard Hugo’s reassuring voice. "Come out, it’s safe now." Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief, slowly removing the objects barricading the door, and then quietly opened a crack. The masked man was already unconscious, and Hugo was injured as well. Seeing she was fine, Hugo let out a sigh of relief. "I’ll thoroughly investigate this person’s identity. I’m worried there might be more people coming, why don’t you come stay at my place first?" Eleanor noticed his shoulder was bleeding and immediately rummaged for the medicine box. "I’ll bandage it for you." A bloodied dagger lay on the floor; it seemed like the man came prepared with the intention to kill her. Eleanor’s heart trembled twice, teeth clenched tightly, seeing the blood still flowing from Hugo’s arm, her hand holding the gauze was trembling. "Does it hurt a lot?" Rarely seeing her this concerned about him, Hugo softened inside, hugging her close. "It’s okay, not as painful as when you had Alice Warren chase after me." Even at this time, the man was still being frivolous. Eleanor pursed her lips, feeling touched, her eyes warming. "Let me bandage you first, don’t move." Using scissors, she slowly cut open the fabric at the injury site, discovering the wound was deep, almost exposing the bone. Her hands trembled more, swallowed a few times, quickly finding some hemostatic medicine and sprinkling it on. "I can only do simple bandaging now; we still need to go to the hospital. If the wound gets infected, it won’t be good. Let’s go." Just as she finished speaking, Lan Yancy and his team arrived outside. Hugo’s expression was indifferent, giving a slight look at the unconscious man on the floor. "Find out his identity clearly." Lan Yancy nodded, instructing the few bodyguards who came with him to carry the man. Seeing the injury on the President’s arm, he quickly spoke up. "We need to go to the hospital, Miss Hollis, please support the President a little, I’ll go start the car." Eleanor carefully helped Hugo up. Initially, such a minor injury would be nothing for Hugo, but seeing Eleanor so cautious, he deliberately weakened, leaning his body against hers. Eleanor thought he was dizzy from blood loss. So she placed his uninjured arm over her neck, holding his waist with one hand. "Are you dizzy? Don’t worry, we’ll get a thorough checkup at the hospital—it might be from losing too much blood." Hugo didn’t speak, her action made it easier for him to exert pressure. Her forehead was covered in sweat, but she didn’t utter a word of complaint, helped him into the car, and then let out a sigh of relief. It was Hugo’s first time in so long getting hurt so badly. Lan Yancy was a bit anxious, driving quickly. The car stopped at the hospital entrance in a short while, Eleanor assisted Hugo inside. Knowing Hugo was injured, the doctors here didn’t dare delay and immediately took him away for bandaging. Seeing Hugo’s pale face, Eleanor felt a bit guilty, if it weren’t for her call, he wouldn’t have been in trouble. "Mr. Quinn, the wound is deep, simply bandaging and stopping the bleeding won’t suffice. We’ll need to stitch it, apply some healing accelerant, and disinfect it." The doctor was sweating profusely, how could it be that someone dared to harm the CEO of Grandeur? It seemed the perpetrator didn’t want to live any longer. Hugo said nothing, letting the doctor sprinkle medicine over the wound. But some medicine would stimulate pain nerves, and even he couldn’t help but groan. Once bandaged, half an hour had already passed. Hugo was covered in sweat, glancing at Eleanor. "Your place isn’t safe anymore, come with me for now, once I’m healed, I’ll find you another place." Eleanor nodded, Hugo’s right hand was injured, making everything inconvenient. He got hurt because of her, she needed to stay by his side. The three returned to the villa, Marcus opened the door. Seeing Eleanor, Marcus’s eyes lit up. Marcus had always wanted to find Mommy, but Daddy wouldn’t let him, Daddy was very angry, but Marcus didn’t know why. "Marcus, your Dad’s injured." Eleanor lift Hugo’s arm slightly, fearing he might accidentally touch it. Marcus’s gaze then shifted to Hugo, eyes full of concern. Hugo sat down on the sofa, shaking his head. Marcus grabbed tissues from the table, wiping sweat from his dad’s forehead. "Dad, since you injured your right hand, how will you shower? You’ve sweated so much, you’ll smell." Marcus hit the nail on the head, initially Hugo felt upset with this son, thinking Marcus only had Eleanor on his mind. But now, he really wanted to hold him and give him a kiss. No wonder it’s his son, knowing exactly what he’s thinking. Eleanor stood by, feeling a bit awkward; Hugo got hurt because of her. He sweated quite a lot during the medication application; without showering tonight, Hugo probably wouldn’t sleep well. "I... Lan Yancy, maybe you could help..." But before she finished speaking, Lan Yancy raised his wrist. "Miss Hollis, my apologies, I need to meet with the senior executives later. Just now, the President was in a meeting with them, left them all suddenly to go to you, and now I have to deal with the remaining matters." His words made Eleanor feel guiltier, realizing Hugo had been in a meeting when he took her call. She slowly lowered her head, fidgeting her fingers. "Mr. Quinn, if you don’t mind, I can help you wipe off."