He furrowed his brows, called Evan Yancy and Julian Sterling, asking them to bring people with them as well, determined to search every inch of the mountain if necessary, even digging three feet into the ground, to find them. But another afternoon passed, and those who entered the mountain still hadn’t brought back any news. This mountain is vast, the largest ski resort in the country, and also the most remote. The mountains are interconnected, and many residents live deep in the mountains. He feared that Eleanor Hollis and the others didn’t know the way and might have wandered into the deep mountains. The nearby residents were also called in to search, and everyone was quite eager to help. "Could they have fallen into a hole somewhere? We have a lot of wild boars here, and people often dig holes to catch them. They fetch a good price when sold." A local resident said this, prompting Hugo Quinn to immediately remind everyone to watch their step. Yet, until nightfall, they still hadn’t found anything. Hugo Quinn became restless, and just the thought of the two possibly being in trouble made his lips turn white. The snowstorm was even fiercer at night, and the footprints they left in the morning had long disappeared. Eleanor Hollis held Marcus tightly. It wasn’t very cold in this type of cave, as the fierce wind whistled overhead through the cave’s opening. It’s been two whole days, and they had consumed nearly all the supplies they’d brought. If they weren’t found soon, they might actually starve to death here. Eleanor dared not touch the two remaining pieces of chocolate, saving them for Marcus. She wouldn’t eat; this way Marcus could hang on for at least two more days. "Mommy, are we going to die?" Marcus’s voice trembled, as he was, after all, still just a child. "It’ll be okay, Marcus. Someone will come to rescue us." Eleanor set him down on the ground. In the past two days, she had done everything she could, shouting loudly, even attempting to throw stones out of the cave, but to no avail. No one had passed by this cave opening. Or perhaps they had, but the sound of the wind was too loud, making it impossible for them to hear anything. Outside, it was night again. Hearing the wind above, her anxiety grew. Tonight’s snowstorm seemed fiercer, and the cave entrance was gradually being covered by snow. Every so often, she would throw a small stone upwards to prevent the snow from completely covering the entrance, so they would be easier to find. "Eleanor Hollis?! Eleanor Hollis!" Hugo Quinn trudged through the snow, carrying a big flashlight. He dared not rest until he found the two. It was already ten at night, yet there were still many people searching and rescuing. Eleanor slept drowsily, hugging Marcus. She kept feeling like someone was calling her. Thinking it was a dream, she stirred hazily and then tilted her head and continued to sleep. Hugo’s flashlight swept around, suddenly stumbling over a stone beneath his feet, falling awkwardly to the ground. The rıghtful source is 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱 A mouthful of snow was forced into his mouth, his body unbearably cold. He felt as if he was about to lose what was most important to him, and his heart ached. Even though the cave opening was only a few steps away, he had already bent over, his head throbbing as if it was about to explode. Lan Yancy was startled to see Hugo fall to the ground. What had happened to him? He immediately ran over, helping Hugo up, then called a few others over to get him out first and foremost. Hugo’s head was in excruciating pain, wishing he could bang it against a wall to ease the pain somewhat. The mountain only had a small clinic, but due to the number of trapped people, it was overcrowded, and Lan could only have Hugo taken back to the hotel. Hugo kept clutching his head, his body drenched in a cold sweat. Grace Wexler, Eleanor Hollis... The names echoed repeatedly in his mind, driving him to near insanity. He grabbed a nearby vase, smashing it hard against his head, blood trickling down his forehead onto the ground. Lan couldn’t stop him in time, seeing such self-destructive behavior, he furrowed his eyebrows tightly. The pain in Hugo’s head finally subsided. He gasped for air, looking as if he had just been pulled from water. Eleanor Hollis, Eleanor Hollis... The only thing left in his head now were those three words, as if he had won a battle. "President, are you okay?" Lan dared not leave his side, fearing he might harm himself again. Hugo shook his head, slowly sitting up from the bed. "Go find her, I’ll be right there." Seeing Hugo suddenly so concerned about Eleanor, Lan was momentarily stunned. "You... you’ve recovered?" Hugo shook his head. He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t feel as inclined to care about Grace Wexler anymore. Now, he just wanted to find Eleanor and bring her back as soon as possible. Lan nodded, setting out again, heading back to the mountains. Hugo rested at the hotel for ten minutes, then briefly bandaged the wound on his forehead himself, before following behind Lan. His legs felt weak, as if he had no strength. He shouted hoarsely, his eyes somewhat red. Dawn was approaching, the snowstorm continued unabated, and the entire world looked gray and bleak. Eleanor slowly opened her eyes, seeing she was still in the cave. She shouted hoarsely at the cave entrance, stuffing a mouthful of snow into her mouth. Hugo’s steps halted. Why did he feel like he heard Eleanor’s voice, right around him? He looked around, then ran towards the source of the sound. "Cough cough, Eleanor Hollis!" He discovered the cave and crouched by its entrance, peering inside. Their eyes met, and for a moment neither made a sound. Eleanor looked up at him, noticing he seemed even more haggard. "You’re okay, don’t worry, I’ll get help to pull you out right away." Eleanor said nothing. Seeing the man appear at the cave entrance like a savior, she perhaps loved him a little more, a small smile crept onto her lips. "Mommy, it’s Dad. Dad’s come to save us, woo woo woo, I want to get out; it’s so uncomfortable in here." Leaning against the cave’s side, Marcus grew excited, clutching Eleanor’s hand tightly. Eleanor ruffled his head. The child had been very obedient, holding back his tears for the past two days, but now, nearing rescue, he couldn’t help but cry. Hugo quickly called over some people, and two ropes were lowered down. Eleanor first secured Marcus with a rope, then placed one on herself. A group of people above pulled with all their might, finally bringing the two back to the surface. "Dad, I knew you’d come save us, you’re amazing, just like a hero!" Marcus clung dependently to Hugo, but Hugo’s gaze was on Eleanor, unsure of what to say, many words stuck in his chest. "It’s good you’re safe, let’s head back." He took a deep breath, calming his emotions before speaking slowly.