Claire was injured this time, and Old Master Ford was extremely angry. Upon hearing that it was Evan Yancy who fired the gun, he was even more furious and immediately had him arrested. When Evan was taken away by the police, he was still at the hospital taking care of Samantha Sullivan. Samantha was not in good spirits, and her cheeks were red and swollen. She felt a sharp jolt in her heart seeing Evan being taken away, desperately wanting to know if anything would happen to this man. Evan glanced at her, a slow smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "Claire is Old Master Ford’s most cherished granddaughter. I probably won’t get out this time. Samantha, if given another chance, I would still shoot her twice. I can’t let you suffer in vain." Samantha’s hand clutched the blanket tightly. So, he really did go looking for trouble with Claire and shot her twice. She suddenly felt a bit terrified, fearing he really wouldn’t get out in the future. But with so many things still between them, she couldn’t bring herself to express her concern for him, and just watched helplessly as the police took him away. Then Eleanor Hollis arrived, her face heavy with concern. "Samantha, this has become a big deal. I’ve heard that Old Master Ford is extremely furious, and this will implicate Evan’s company as well. He might face many years in prison, and no lawyer dares to take Evan’s case, especially with the Ford family’s influence looming." The Ford family is the top political family, with prestige even higher than the Quinton Family, so virtually no one in Serenford dares to offend them. Samantha’s grip tightened further, feeling a sharp pain in her palm—probably bleeding. "Samantha, I think Evan cares deeply for you. I originally thought Claire would come out unscathed this time, and didn’t expect him to rush to the Shaw Family and shoot Claire twice. Word is she’s still fighting for her life, and if it weren’t for Hugo Quinn intervening, Claire might already be dead." Samantha’s heart jolted again, her eyes suddenly reddening. "Will he be alright?" When Eleanor heard her finally inquire about Evan, she felt relieved, thinking at least Evan’s actions were worth it. "Hugo should help. After all, he’s his brother—but it will be very difficult." Samantha nodded, took Eleanor’s hand, and tears streamed down her face. "Eleanor, I’m so scared. I’ve never been this scared before." Her body trembled slightly, and her voice was hoarse. Eleanor held her hand tightly, reassuring her. "Don’t be afraid. Besides, all of this is his own choice. Samantha, you just need to know there’s a man who loves you this much." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝※𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖※𝕟𝕖𝕥 Samantha’s tears flowed even more fiercely. If only there were no grudges between them. "If something happens to him, I don’t know what I’ll do. I suddenly realize I don’t hate him as much anymore. Maybe I stopped hating him a long time ago. I just feel being with him would be a betrayal to my family; we won’t have a good ending." She lowered her eyes, her complexion pale. It was the first time Eleanor saw Samantha so low-spirited. She had always been strong and confident, not taking anyone to heart, but it turned out Evan was always her vulnerability. The two sat there without speaking. She rose and held Samantha in her arms, silently comforting her. At this moment, Evan had already been taken to the police station. After all the procedures, he would go to jail. Hugo waited for him there, noticing Evan still smoking, he frowned. "The Ford family is very angry. The old master has already said he’ll do whatever it takes to come after you." Evan’s eyebrows raised, a mocking grin appearing on his mouth. "Hugo, don’t get involved in this. I don’t mind going to prison, perhaps it will even bring me Samantha’s sympathy. It’s worth it." Hugo glared at him, "What good is sympathy? If you stay in prison, in less than two years, she’ll marry another man. Will you feel better then? Evan, stop this damn act of being so in love!" Hugo was furious, thinking his brother might go to prison because of such an annoying woman like Claire filled him with anger. Adding the Ford family’s attitude made him even more furious. The Ford family didn’t care about what Claire had done, only wanting Evan to pay the price. Now Hugo understood why Claire had such a bad temper—she was likely spoiled since childhood. "I’ll do everything I can to help you. Just wait for the news; Julian and Jude will also help you." A flash of gratitude appeared in Evan’s eyes. He was always nonchalant and hadn’t had real family for many years. These brothers had always been by his side. He didn’t hope they would lend him a hand now, but they still did. Hugo gave him a look, knowing that if their roles were reversed today, Evan would help him without hesitation. "I’ll find a way to put pressure on Old Master Ford. His power is great, but public opinion is even greater." Claire’s actions would not remain a secret. He wanted everyone to know about her disgusting deeds. Then, let’s see how Old Master Ford would still cover for his granddaughter. If Evan was going to jail, let his granddaughter accompany him! Soon, the news of Evan going to jail appeared online. Everyone was shocked. Evan is a rising star in business in recent years, and a good friend of Grandeur Group’s president. What did he possibly do to end up in jail? But no one revealed why Evan was incarcerated, and everyone speculated furiously. Instead, the Shaw family couldn’t sit still on seeing news about Evan online, and quickly exposed that Evan shot someone, and that the injured was Old Master Ford’s granddaughter. Netizens, upon seeing this information, began to take sides. "Shooting a fragile woman is disgusting. Has he gotten so rich these years that he’s become arrogant?" "He dared to storm into someone’s house and shoot. Seems like he hasn’t done such things infrequently in private, and now he’s hit a wall." Due to the Shaw family’s malicious guidance, online sentiment quickly convicted Evan, calling for the authorities to punish this bad person severely. Felicity Ford had a trace of laughter in her eyes when she saw those messages, finally feeling a bit relieved. "Mom, this isn’t right. It wasn’t Evan’s fault. If my sister hadn’t kidnapped his girlfriend and planned to have a group of vagrants harm her, Evan wouldn’t have been so enraged to come and shoot. Claire is at fault first. You can’t guide public opinion this way." Jude Shaw spoke up from the side, his brows full of reluctance. Felicity Ford gave him a light glance, the corner of her mouth curling up. "I don’t care what Claire has done. All I know is that she was injured in the end, and I heard that woman doesn’t have any background. Can her worthless life compare to our Claire? Jude, you’re Claire’s brother, why are you siding with outsiders?"