Eleanor Hollis had no idea about this news before. Because of Sienna Jenkins’ surrogacy, she had been upset for a long time, and she never expected that the child wasn’t hers. "But I really went for IVF..." Although Hugo Quinn consistently advised her to think carefully, back then, her mind was only on the child. "I was afraid you’d regret it, so I didn’t let the doctor implant the embryo." "Whose child is Sienna Jenkins carrying then?" Sienna Jenkins was indeed pregnant. Since the child wasn’t theirs, whose could it be? "I don’t know. She originally had the child for a transaction. As long as we paid her, she’d complete the task. This shouldn’t be our concern." Close to bedtime, the two of them had a gentle entanglement, perhaps because today Eleanor Hollis was particularly proactive. Afterward, she nestled in Hugo Quinn’s arms, a slight smile on her lips. Miles Jenkins and Sienna Jenkins, the two of them looked somewhat alike, with the same surname. Could there really be such a coincidence? Sienna Jenkins didn’t know Eleanor Hollis had started doubting her identity. Right now, she was wholeheartedly trying to connect with Hugo Quinn, and this thought had grown somewhat crazy. Miles Jenkins noticed the changes in Sienna Jenkins, seeing that every day she planned ways to approach Hugo Quinn, suddenly worrying about her mental state. "Sienna, maybe you should give up on this. I feel like Hugo Quinn won’t like you." Sienna Jenkins clenched her fists tightly. How could she give up? She had finally gotten this far, just a bit more, and she could completely enter that man’s life. "Brother, what are you saying? I’m about to succeed. How can I give up now?" Miles Jenkins’ face turned gloomy, suddenly grabbing her hand. "If Eleanor Hollis really takes issue with this, you can’t compete against her, Sienna. You can’t understand the world of the wealthy, nor can we confront them." Sienna Jenkins looked at the man in front of her, first chuckling softly, then leisurely leaning against the headboard. "Brother, have you been kept by someone?" This sentence struck like a sharp sword, piercing Miles Jenkins’ heart. Miles Jenkins found it hard to breathe, staring blankly at her. "Don’t think I know nothing. The woman who picks you up every day is your patron, right? Brother, you’ve already started selling yourself to achieve your goals, so what right do you have to advise me? If you weren’t still hopeful about Eleanor Hollis, why would you be by that woman’s side?" Miles Jenkins was left speechless by her words, gritting his teeth. How did he reach this point, because of whom? If it weren’t for that person’s illness, how would he have given up his studies for livestreaming, and how would he have met Eleanor Hollis through it? Without all that, his life would still be the same as before. "Sienna, I’m doing this for your sake." After hoarsely saying this, he slowly closed his eyes. Scorn filled Sienna Jenkins’ face. She glared at him coldly. "Brother, if you’re really doing it for my sake, then help me. Help me get into the Quinton Family." Miles Jenkins hung his head, not wanting to look at her. His sister had already gone mad. Sienna Jenkins slowly smiled, touching her belly. "Maybe we can use this child to do something. Eleanor Hollis can’t have children; the baby inside me should be very important to her." The next day, news came from the hospital that Sienna Jenkins had fainted. As the child’s parents, Hugo Quinn and Eleanor Hollis naturally "rushed" over. However, after receiving the news in the morning, they didn’t arrive at the hospital until the afternoon, making Sienna Jenkins almost leap from the bed in anxiety. Last night, she had stood under cold water in the bathroom all night, thinking Hugo Quinn would care and rush over right after getting the news. She never expected to wait a full four hours. She held a grudge in her heart but couldn’t express it, only pursed her lips. "Mr. Quinn, Miss Hollis." Seeing the two come in together, a flash of envy appeared in her eyes but was quickly hidden. Knowing the child had nothing to do with her anymore, a weight lifted off Eleanor Hollis’ shoulders, her uneasiness toward Sienna Jenkins fading. But now she began worrying that this child wasn’t hers and Ashley Dawson’s belly had grown. If Ashley Dawson gave birth to a boy, she would become the Dawson Family’s heir. Given Ashley Dawson’s hatred, she wouldn’t just settle for scratching her face. Hugo Quinn ignored her, talking to the nearby doctor to understand the situation, then nodded slightly before speaking coldly. "It’s better not to leave the hospital in the future, Miss Jenkins. The contract clearly states it, and I hope you follow it." Sienna Jenkins’ face froze. Even though she had a fever, this person didn’t care about her condition and only blamed her for leaving the hospital. She lowered her head, tears welling up. "But staying in the hospital all the time feels a bit boring." "The contract covers the whole hospital. As long as you don’t leave, you can go anywhere." Hugo Quinn’s face was so indifferent that it scared Sienna Jenkins, making all her planned words seem futile. Eleanor Hollis couldn’t help but smile at Sienna Jenkins’ shocked face, her heart particularly at ease. "Honey, we’ve seen him now, so let’s go back." Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 She held Hugo Quinn’s hand, her face full of softness and sweetness. This scene pierced Sienna Jenkins’ heart, hardening her resolve. Suddenly, she clutched her stomach. "My stomach hurts so much..." The doctor waiting nearby rushed to check, discovering blood on Sienna Jenkins’ leg, startled. "Miss Hollis, Mr. Quinn, please step out. We need to conduct an examination, or else both Miss Jenkins and the child might be at risk!" Eleanor Hollis noticed Sienna Jenkins’ gaze, knowing she’d probably taken something beforehand, pulling a pitiful act. "Alright, Doctor, if everything’s okay, give us a call. We’ll step out for a bit; it’s school dismissal time, and we need to pick up the child." Sienna Jenkins’ face darkened instantly, her teeth clenched tightly. "Miss Hollis, don’t forget, my baby is Mr. Quinn’s child. Mr. Quinn must be worried about this child. How can you take him away." Eleanor Hollis glanced at Hugo Quinn, seeing he hadn’t paid attention to their conversation, genuinely thinking about picking up Marcus. "Sienna Jenkins, in Hugo Quinn’s heart, Marcus is most important. As for this child, until he’s born, he’s just an embryo. Legally, he hasn’t achieved consciousness, not considered a person." Her words were too harsh, leaving Sienna Jenkins speechless.