Eleanor Hollis didn’t understand what he was trying to express. Could he be trying to improve his relationship with Samantha Sullivan through her? But the misunderstanding between him and Samantha is not something outsiders can meddle in. "Hmm, we’ve been friends for many years." Evan Yancy’s eyes flickered slightly, then he spoke nonchalantly. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✦𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Did she ever mention anything about us to you?" Eleanor was taken aback but slowly shook her head. "I’ve been emotionally off these past few years, she didn’t tell me about you two. I only found out recently." Disappointment flashed in Evan’s eyes, and he fell silent, quietly eating his instant noodles. "You should take a break, I’ll go check on Lan Yancy." Just like him, ever since Lan Yancy arrived on the island, she hadn’t rested for a moment. Eleanor couldn’t let her collapse. She walked over to the other side, and as soon as she pushed through the crowd, she saw the dust-covered Lan Yancy. His face was coated in a thick layer of dirt, and he was devouring a compressed biscuit, holding a carton of milk in his other hand. Seeing her, Lan Yancy took a sip of milk before speaking again. "There are still survivors down below, you don’t have to worry for now. Once the rescue team can get down there, we’ll know the outcome. The boss knows some self-rescue techniques himself, he should be fine." Indeed, amidst such a sudden typhoon and tsunami, there were too many unknowns, but at this moment, all they could do was comfort themselves this way. Eleanor nodded, her legs weak, as she sat down next to him. Lan Yancy and Evan Yancy finished eating and immediately went to continue the rescue work. The sky gradually lightened, and the hole they had dug earlier was large enough for a person to enter. The rescue team slowly made their way inside. "There’s someone alive! Get a stretcher ready!" Someone shouted from over there, their voice filled with excitement. Eleanor quickly stood up and hurried to that spot. The person brought out was Claire Shaw, and she was still very conscious, though her face was filthy. "Miss Shaw, where’s the boss?" This time, the boss had come over with Claire Shaw and her group; logically, they should be together. There was a flicker in Claire’s eyes as she slowly shook her head. "He probably got swept away by the sea; I’m not sure. He was still by my side earlier." Eleanor was standing in the crowd, and her pupils shrank when she saw Claire; they were indeed together. Claire had also come here with Hugo Quinn. But Hugo didn’t tell her. At that moment, her feelings were very mixed, and she slowly lowered her eyes. "Miss Hollis, someone else has been dug out, could you come over to help?" Because of Eleanor’s previous assistance, the nurses were quite familiar with her. Seeing Claire being rescued, they quickly took Eleanor to help bandage her wounds. Claire didn’t expect to run into Eleanor here, and a sarcastic smile curved her lips. "You’ve really gone to great lengths, chasing all the way here." Eleanor didn’t want to argue with her, quietly tending to the wound on her foot. Claire’s foot was injured, a cut from glass, deep enough to see the bone, though the location of the injury didn’t affect her walking. She didn’t seem to be concerned about the injury, her eyes gloomily fixed on Eleanor. "Did you receive the photos I sent you? Eleanor Hollis, if I were you, I would quietly leave." Eleanor deliberately applied more pressure with her hand, hearing Claire hiss, her lips curled into a smile. "You don’t need to provoke me; I’ll verify the truth with Hugo Quinn myself." Claire’s hands gradually clenched; this person was really unyielding. As more injured people were carried over, still, there was no sign of Hugo Quinn. Initially, Eleanor remained calm, but eventually, she went directly to the rescue team’s location, waiting for Hugo to appear. However, even by noon, there was still no trace of Hugo among those rescued, and she grew increasingly anxious, even panicked. Evan Yancy and Lan Yancy clearly weren’t as calm anymore and began inquiring about Hugo Quinn from the survivors. But the results were the same; no one knew the situation at that time, the sea was so fierce, perhaps people really were swept away. If they were swept into the sea, then the chance of survival was zero. Eleanor only felt a clamor in her head, unable to hear others’ words, calling Hugo Quinn’s name over and over amidst the rubble. Everyone thought she had gone mad. "Miss, please calm down." The rescue team pulled her aside, instructing Lan Yancy to watch over her while they continued their work. "Is there anyone else down there?" Eleanor felt her entire body trembling, what if Hugo Quinn was really dead? "We need to keep digging to find out, Miss Hollis, why don’t you take a rest first?" Lan Yancy was a bit worried about her condition, her face was too pale, as if she could collapse at any moment. Eleanor looked up, her lips already chapped, staring unwaveringly at the rubble. "There’s another survivor!!" Someone shouted from over there, and Eleanor almost stumbled over with her weakening legs. "His leg is trapped, he can’t move for now; it’s pinned by a load-bearing stone." Hearing this, everyone’s mood turned heavy. A load-bearing stone held up the entire debris field, even the slightest movement could cause the whole area to collapse again, and anyone inside would be crushed to death without a chance of survival. "Hugo Quinn! Is it you, Hugo Quinn?!" Eleanor pushed through the crowd, shouting down into the hole they had dug. Hugo was barely conscious, his trapped leg continuously bleeding, already suffering from significant blood loss. If he wasn’t rescued soon, his life would be in danger. "Eleanor... Eleanor Hollis..." Hugo thought he was hallucinating, but no matter how many times he heard it, that voice lingered in his ears. "It’s Hugo! Lan Yancy, it really is Hugo!" Eleanor, filled with excitement, was about to go down but was held back by Lan Yancy. "Miss Hollis, don’t interfere with the rescue operations. The boss’s situation is critical, and every second is precious to him." Lan Yancy remained calm, holding her back while communicating with the rescue team on how to get down and save him. Medical personnel were sent down to give Hugo an IV to prevent him from losing consciousness. Eleanor, with nothing else she could do, could only keep calling out. "You have to hold on; everyone’s trying to get you out, Marcus is waiting for you at home." Hugo’s blurry consciousness began to clear with her words. He wanted to smile but found he no longer had the strength. By the final call, Eleanor’s voice was hoarse, but she hadn’t left the spot, still calling Hugo’s name over and over. Rescuing Hugo was proving difficult; all they could do was let him consume some glucose syrup to replenish energy as the rescue team pondered their approach.