Eleanor Hollis nodded, feeling utterly exhausted. Other than that mouthful of snow she just had, she hadn’t drunk a drop of water for the past two days, wanting to save everything for Marcus. Now, with every step she took, she nearly felt like collapsing to the ground. Yet she did not complain, simply following behind them. Hugo Quinn wanted to come over and support her, but halfway there, his eyes suddenly widened. "Eleanor Hollis! Watch out!!" A broken tree fell down from above, and Eleanor could not react in time. She only heard a buzzing sound, and then all light vanished from her world. Hugo’s hand remained outstretched, his mouth tight as he watched the scene, his vision filled with blood. At that moment, something surged violently through his body and burst out, causing him to faint instantly. Lan Yancy was shocked, ordering them to be sent back to Serenford for treatment. Staying here any longer might be dangerous for both of them. However, the road beside them was constantly affected by landslides due to the snowstorm. The group finally took a risk and boarded a helicopter. Luckily, the journey remained peaceful. By the time they got back to Serenford, three hours had passed. Eleanor was immediately sent to the emergency room, while Hugo’s hospital room was surrounded by doctors. "Mr. Quinn is fine, he’s just exhausted. A good rest should do," Lan Yancy let out a sigh of relief and sat down nearby, but thinking about Eleanor still in critical condition weighed heavy on his heart. They had seen how heavy that blow was; if there were any lasting effects, what would they do? Eleanor’s condition was indeed severe. The rescue attempt went on for five hours, until the early hours when several exhausted doctors emerged from the room. "Miss Hollis’s situation is somewhat complicated. As long as there are no lasting effects, that’s what matters. We haven’t found any blood clots in her brain, which is the best outcome. As for the rest, we’ll need to observe for a while longer." Newest update provıded by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝕟𝕖𝕥 The doctor told Hugo and Lan Yancy, before tiredly leaving the ward. Hugo quickly got up and went to Eleanor’s room, seeing her lying pale on the bed, his heart ached deeply. He remembered everything, the shock of Eleanor being hit had jolted him out of the commands in his mind, waking him from the hypnotism. His eyes flickered as he sat by her bedside. He called out softly. Lan Yancy stood respectfully by his side. "Go find Grace Wexler and bring her in. She’s lived long enough." He said lightly, gently holding Eleanor’s hand. First, she made Eleanor suffer from insomnia, then made him forget Eleanor. Grace Wexler deserved no mercy. Lan Yancy had waited too long for this day. He had long disliked Grace Wexler; when he sent her to the hotel last time, he was met with all sorts of difficulties. That woman really didn’t know her place! After receiving the order, he hurried to the hotel, but was told that Grace Wexler was already gone. The woman must have sensed something, so she ran. At this time, Grace Wexler was hiding in a small room in Serenford. Upon hearing Hugo had fainted, she knew it was over, and that he likely remembered everything. Forcing oneself out of hypnotism incurs significant mental stress, causing one to faint. Hugo really cared about Eleanor. Thinking of this, she went mad with jealousy. She found herself trapped in a hopeless alleyway, it seemed she couldn’t be at peace unless Eleanor died. She couldn’t bear that a once insignificant and unnoticed person was now above her. She gritted her teeth, wishing she could confront Eleanor right now! Right! Eleanor was still unconscious in the hospital! Grace’s eyes suddenly lit up with a crazed grin. If she was going down, at least Eleanor would go with her! That would be worth it! Back then, she should have just killed Eleanor outright, but she was too arrogant, thinking she could toy with Eleanor with Wexler Family’s help. Who knew the Wexler Family would fall so quickly, even the old lady ended up in jail, all assets seized. She, once a noble heiress, became a prisoner, while Eleanor? Eleanor continued enjoying everything that wasn’t meant for her. Clenching her hands tightly, Grace felt all her misfortunes were due to Eleanor. Only if that woman died, would she be at peace. At that moment, everyone outside was looking for her, she dared not walk where there were cameras, and if she did go out, she’d tightly cover her face with a hat. She knew that once Hugo awoke, her days would be numbered; that man wouldn’t spare her. A mocking smile tugged at Grace’s lips as she quietly headed for the hospital, carrying a large bottle of acid. This was something she’d prepared long ago. As long as she could get to Eleanor’s hospital room, she would mercilessly pour it on her face, and see how that bitch dared to allure men again! Grace first inquired at the front desk to find out Eleanor’s room number, then waited quietly in the corridor for a while. Seeing Hugo and several bodyguards outside Eleanor’s room, she frowned. If she approached directly now, she’d be caught instantly. Grace returned to the staircase, observing the nurses coming and going in the hospital, a smirk forming on her lips. She went to the hospital’s cloakroom and got a set of nurse’s clothes, then poured the acid into an IV bottle. Leaving the room, she wore a white mask and went to the bathroom to re-tie her hair, casually cutting it into unsightly bangs. Outside the corridor, she took a deep breath, pushing a medicine cart, slowly approaching Eleanor’s room. The guards at the door saw she was a nurse and didn’t stop her. Grace easily entered Eleanor’s room; at this point, Hugo was gone, likely went back. It was the perfect time for her to act. After all, the only person in the room was the unconscious Eleanor. Grace swallowed, holding the bottle, slowly nearing Eleanor. The bitch relied on that face to seduce men, but today she would utterly destroy it, and see what Eleanor had to be proud of! Grace was so excited she was trembling, she had waited long for this day! Just as she took a step forward, the joy on her face hadn’t even faded when Hugo opened the room door. He held a plate of heated food, gazing at her calmly as he sat by the bed. Grace’s heart leapt to her throat. She thought Hugo had left, daring to come so boldly. Who’d thought he only went down to buy a meal. She gritted her teeth, her mouth filling with the taste of blood.