She is not someone who acts recklessly; this time, she must fight for justice for her mother. In the evening, she returned to the Hollis Family and saw Rachel Lynch and Anna Hollis sitting on the sofa. She frowned but said nothing and went straight upstairs. When she went down for dinner, she didn’t see that mother and daughter duo. She heard Nicholas Hollis say they were out meeting friends. Eleanor Hollis said nothing as she went upstairs past Anna Hollis’s room. She glanced around and then went into her bathroom. On the bathroom sink was a comb with a few strands of hair around it, belonging to Anna Hollis. She carefully collected the hair and then went to Nicholas Hollis’s study, quietly taking a strand from his shoulder. The next day, she took the strands of hair to have a paternity test done. Neither Anna Hollis nor Rachel Lynch knew about this. They were busy socializing with other ladies from high society, and when everyone gathered, Eleanor Hollis was inevitably discussed. Everyone had heard about what Eleanor did to Old Master Quinn. Naturally, Rachel Lynch and Anna Hollis harshly belittled her. In a short time, Eleanor Hollis’s reputation in high society was utterly tarnished. However, she was unaware of this. Soon, the paternity test results were in her hands. She saw the results and went to Nicholas Hollis’s study in the evening. Nicholas Hollis had a painting exhibition coming up, so he was very busy these days, but when he saw Eleanor Hollis come in, he still put his pen down. "Eleanor, what’s up?" Eleanor Hollis placed the report on the table along with the information Hugo Quinn had investigated. "Dad, you’d better take a good look at this." Nicholas Hollis turned over the pages, and his face turned pale. As he continued to read about the accident from back then, he almost fainted. "Where did this come from?" "I asked Hugo Quinn to investigate for me." She answered frankly, looking directly at Nicholas Hollis. Nicholas Hollis looked aged, his whole being seemed to collapse. "So this Rachel Lynch isn’t real; she’s Rachel’s twin sister? I’ve brought an outsider home and pampered her like a treasure all these years. Your mother would blame me if she were still alive." Tears instantly streamed down his face as he clenched the documents tightly. Eleanor Hollis felt a pinch of guilt; the blow to Nicholas Hollis was indeed too much. He sat trembling in his chair, accidentally creasing several newly completed paintings. Normally he cherished his work, but now he completely ignored them. "Eleanor, what should I do..." He suddenly became like a child, full of helplessness, staring at her with the documents in his hands. A feeling of reluctance flashed in Eleanor Hollis’s mind; she had thought about slowly uncovering the truth, but that would be unfair to her mother. No one knew what had become of her mother now. Given Alice Lynch’s nature, daring to come back so openly, her mother must be gone by now. "Dad, Mom might already be... All of this is inseparable from Alice Lynch." Nicholas Hollis closed his eyes in pain, suddenly feeling his life was a joke, having sent his own daughter to the countryside for two outsiders. "Let’s go, come down with me." Nicholas Hollis’s eyes were red as he got up and opened the study’s door. Eleanor Hollis silently followed him, knowing he intended to drive those two out. Wendy Sullivan and the old master were sitting in the living room, and soon a few bodyguards were called in by Nicholas Hollis, adding to the tense atmosphere. Follow current novels on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵 Nicholas Hollis sat silently on the sofa, his eyes closed, waiting for Rachel Lynch and Anna Hollis to return. At this moment, Anna Hollis and Rachel Lynch were still dining with friends, everyone complimenting Anna for her maturity. Anna’s face was filled with shy smiles, calling everyone sister or aunt, making them all very pleased. Once everyone had left, her smile faded as she sat wearily in her chair. "Mom, I really don’t get it. What’s the point of seeing these women every day?" She was utterly exhausted. Rachel Lynch glanced at her casually, pointing a finger to poke her head. "These people are fond of gossip. Now that they praise you, your reputation will quickly spread. Don’t you know, Old Master Quinn is busy selecting candidates for Hugo’s match, and with a good reputation, naturally, someone will recommend you to him." Anna’s eyes lit up as she hugged Rachel Lynch’s arm. "Mom, you’re really thorough in your thinking." Rachel Lynch smiled slightly; this child was too young, not knowing how to plan ahead. "That Eleanor, we can’t let her stay in the Hollis Family forever; she’s nothing but trouble." Anna said coyly, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes. "Why don’t we just have someone catch her? Now that she has to go to Grandeur for work every day, we can intercept her on the way and make her disappear forever." Rachel Lynch was silent, seemingly considering the feasibility of this plan. "Mom, what are you hesitating for? Eleanor keeps going against us. If she completely gains Dad’s trust, where will there be a place for us in the Hollis Family?" Rachel Lynch was persuaded, ruffling Anna’s hair. "I’ll have someone take care of it." Both their faces showed a trace of excitement, as if they would soon hear news of Eleanor Hollis’s tragic demise. But compared to their lightheartedness, the atmosphere at the Hollis Family was grim. Wendy Sullivan observed her son, seething with anger, not daring to ask what was happening, simply waiting patiently. The old master also sat on the sofa. He knew his son wasn’t impulsive; something significant must have happened to cause this. Half an hour later, the sound of a car engine came from outside, likely indicating Rachel Lynch and Anna Hollis had returned from their outing. As Anna Hollis opened the living room door, she sensed a subtle change in the atmosphere, briefly pausing her steps, then beginning to smile. "Why haven’t you gone to sleep yet? The TV’s not even on, looks odd." Rachel Lynch followed her, both changing their shoes at the entrance. Nicholas Hollis’s gaze swept over, carrying a hint of coldness. Both Rachel Lynch and Anna Hollis felt a twinge of unease, instinct telling them that something significant was about to happen that night. They walked over with trepidation, intending to say something to lighten the mood, only to see a report tossed in front of Anna, landing with a "clap." Anna’s face went pale as she curiously bent down to pick it up, only to start trembling all over. Rachel Lynch peeked over and her face changed color too. "Rachel Lynch! Explain to me what’s going on here?" Rachel Lynch truly hadn’t expected this man to secretly conduct a paternity test. All her plans were disrupted, her mind buzzing endlessly.