The matter between the two of them, Eleanor Hollis really couldn’t judge, because there were too many things separating them. Samantha Sullivan was destined to have a harder time than Evan Yancy, because Evan didn’t have family; he only had to consider his own feelings. But Samantha was different. The Sullivan Family had so many people. If they were to find out that Samantha was with the man who hit her brother, it would surely stir up a storm. "I don’t know, but I feel Samantha doesn’t want to leave you." Evan Yancy tugged at the corners of his mouth, a dull pain emerging in his heart. In this world, there are just too many things to consider... "Evan." The rıghtful source is 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩 Samantha came over, her face full of exhaustion. Evan immediately walked up to her tenderly, wrapped her in his arms, and didn’t say a word. Samantha’s eyes reddened, she slowly reached out and embraced his waist. "Eleanor, could you go over to find Gloria? I have something to say to Evan." Samantha suddenly spoke, looking pleadingly at Eleanor Hollis. Eleanor Hollis quickly nodded and went over to Gloria Galloway’s side. The two held each other like that, not speaking for a moment. "If you want to break up with me, then don’t say it. I won’t break up with you, Samantha. As long as we aren’t caught by the Sullivan Family, I’ll be extra careful, okay? Let’s not break up..." These years, Evan Yancy has always been the new rising star in business and has gathered many loyal brothers, maintaining a rather aloof demeanor. But facing Samantha, he felt fearful and even pleaded with her. Samantha pursed her lips, really afraid her tears would fall just . "My family really dislikes you. If they find out I’m with you, many things will happen in the future." Evan hugged her tighter, his voice hoarse. A hint of confusion appeared in Samantha’s eyes. Afraid? She didn’t want to separate from Evan, no matter what. Maybe since accepting this man’s love, she became a disloyal daughter. "Evan, in the future, don’t actively seek me out, and don’t call me. If I miss you, I’ll contact you. It’s the only way." Evan didn’t feel quite comfortable inside, even opened his mouth to refuse. This situation hardly seemed like being a couple, but seeing the slap mark on Samantha’s face, what originally was about to burst out of his mouth got stuck in his throat. He slowly said, not speaking any further. Eleanor Hollis and Gloria Galloway were in Mom Sullivan’s hospital room, where Mom Sullivan still hadn’t woken up. They heard footsteps at the door, thinking the two had returned, and quickly shifted their gaze over, but only saw Samantha alone; Evan was already gone. Eleanor wanted to ask if they broke up, but looking at Samantha didn’t quite seem like it. If you really broke up with someone you loved, the pain would be hard to hide. Samantha shook her head and sat down beside them. "I just asked him not to actively contact me. I’ll be the one to reach out." It turns out they’re planning for an underground relationship, which indeed was the best option for both of them. Eleanor Hollis and Gloria Galloway stayed there for a while, then left together. Getting into the car waiting below, Gloria Galloway let out an exclamation. "Is this car Hugo Quinn’s? I just wanted to say, it really looks grand, suits his CEO status." Eleanor Hollis smiled slightly because her car had its brakes cut and was scraped in two places last night, so it was sent for repairs, and she had to drive Hugo Quinn’s car. "Take me home; I need to feed the cat. That little fellow is probably starving, eating without any restraint now, eating all it can get. Sometimes I’m really afraid its belly will burst." Eleanor Hollis laughed, comfortable entrusting the cat to Gloria Galloway. She dropped Gloria Galloway off at home and then planned to drive back. But passing through the intersection, a woman suddenly rushed out, crashing right into the front of her car. Eleanor Hollis trembled in fear, quickly stepping on the brakes. But it was still too late. Around her, the screams of pedestrians rang out; it seemed the woman had been pulled into the car wheels. When Eleanor Hollis opened the car door, her hands were shaking. "This girl is seriously injured; quickly call an ambulance, or someone might really die." "Come quick! Everybody help!" There were many kind-hearted people around, immediately pulling the woman out. Her thigh was bleeding, as well as her forehead, and she kept her eyes tightly shut as if she had stopped breathing. Eleanor Hollis took out her phone and called Hugo Quinn, feeling slightly relieved thinking there was a dash cam in the car, although hitting someone was still making her uncomfortable. Hugo Quinn’s voice was gentle, instantly soothing all her anxiety. "I hit someone; she deliberately hit my car." Her tone was calm, but if listened carefully, it revealed a hint of trembling. Hugo Quinn took his coat, comforting her. "I’ll be right there." Eleanor Hollis nodded, standing there, body cold. The people around were pointing fingers at her, calling her cold, indifferent to hitting someone. Someone recognized the car she was driving, saying she was a rich second-generation, no wonder she was so fearless. Eleanor Hollis didn’t listen to any of it. She walked over to the woman lying on the ground and realized it was the same woman who cut her car brakes the night before. Hugo Quinn soon arrived, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, slowly reassuring. "It’s okay, there are cameras all around, it’s not your responsibility." Though he said so, hitting a person was a shadow, and maybe from now on whenever she touched the steering wheel, her hands would shake. The ambulance arrived quickly, and everyone hurried to put the woman on a stretcher. Eleanor Hollis and Hugo Quinn followed, her hand clenched so tightly she nearly drew blood from her palm. "This woman bumped into me at the mall last night and later cut my car brakes, and today she actively crashed into my car again. She really can’t seem to let go." Eleanor Hollis said calmly, her eyebrows knitted. "Why didn’t you tell me about last night?" Hugo Quinn caught on to this sentence, pinching her cheek hard. "Such a big issue, you actually kept it from me. Eleanor Hollis, if something really happened to you, what then?" Eleanor Hollis heard the concern in his words, feeling a bit sweet inside, but still pursed her lips. "I thought the police would hold her for a few days and planned to discuss it with you today. Who knew she’d be out so soon?" The car quickly arrived at the hospital, and Hugo Quinn saw the woman’s face, feeling it seemed familiar, though he couldn’t recall where he’d seen it. He took out his phone and called Lan Yancy. "Check if Alice Warren has any sisters or brothers."