"If you work with me, I can provide you with a lot of useful information. But you can’t kill me, and when it’s all done, you must bring Eleanor Hollis to me." Ever since she was young, she knew there was a woman who looked just like her. Whenever she failed, people would lament that if only that girl had lived, everything would be better. She thought surviving meant she had won, but she couldn’t avoid being compared to someone who had died. She loathed that woman who looked like her. Later, when she heard the other person was still alive, she wanted to ruin that face immediately, but the old man gave such an order. "Eleanor Hollis has a good friend named Samantha Sullivan who just had a baby daughter. I think she definitely wouldn’t want her friend to get hurt. Dylan Dawson and Hugo Quinn can protect Eleanor Hollis, but they can’t protect everyone. We could grab that woman and threaten Eleanor!" Ashley Dawson wore a smug look. She understood the people around Eleanor Hollis. If someone got hurt because of Eleanor, it would surely make Eleanor feel terrible. That’s perfect, hit them where it hurts. Dylan Dawson’s fingers tapped slowly on the table, and he pursed his lips. Felix Ford was still relying on Hugo Quinn to clear his name, and he surely wouldn’t stand by his side. His brows knitted tightly. Felix Ford was his only friend, and thinking about how the other was now preoccupied with the Ford Family matters made him uncomfortable. Clearly, before, they only had eyes for each other. "Tonight, send a team to attack Hugo Quinn, and another team to where Samantha Sullivan lives. Bring her and that newborn child over. With these two people, let’s see if Hugo can stir up any more trouble!" The people standing around nodded, immediately gearing up and ready to set off. At this moment, Hugo Quinn and Eleanor Hollis knew nothing about all this. Before dawn, they were planning to rest. But just as Hugo got out of the shower, a message appeared on his phone, sent by Felix Ford, with only a few simple words. Hugo’s eyes narrowed. He grabbed a jacket to put on and first pulled Eleanor off the bed, then went next door to hold Marcus in his arms. "Leave this villa immediately! Within a minute, hurry!" He shouted, and the cleaning staff immediately dropped everything and rushed to the door. Lan Yancy was directing the evacuation, and within three minutes, the entire villa turned into an empty shell. Hugo shoved a few people into the car and got in himself. Eleanor was clueless about what had happened the whole way, but she unexpectedly trusted this man. Just about a kilometer away, the villa exploded, with flames shooting up into the sky. The servants in another car trembled, realizing if they had all been asleep tonight, they might never have seen the sunrise. Hugo’s face was grave; Dylan Dawson had indeed returned. He truly appreciated Felix Ford’s timely message. Without it, there’d be no prevention against tonight’s sudden danger. Dylan Dawson was the most troublesome one, with great power and no concern for consequences, daring to cause trouble anywhere. Even though he had become a wanted criminal in this country, he still swaggered back. It was unknown how he managed it. "Hmm, Eleanor, I’m taking you to Collin’s." Eleanor didn’t object. Staying would only drag this person down. On another street in the city, a car lay overturned on its side. Evan Yancy’s forehead was covered in blood, his legs trapped under the car, watching helplessly as Samantha and the child were taken by several men. "Is he dead for certain? Better fire another shot." A man’s voice rang out. "Stop dawdling, the police will be here soon!" Evan’s consciousness was fading, trying to crawl out but overcome by the smell of gasoline. Samantha and the child... Jude Shaw got out of his car when he saw there was an accident ahead, and upon pushing through the crowd, he realized it was Evan’s car. His face turned pale with fright as he hurried forward, trying to rescue Evan. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Don’t go over there, the gasoline smell is strong, the car might catch fire." "Yeah, if it explodes, you’ll die too." The onlookers stopped Jude, who angrily brushed off their hands. "If we wait any longer, he really won’t make it! Help me out!" He moved to the front of the car, but couldn’t lift it. Evan lay quietly underneath, motionless. The surrounding people hesitated, but watching Jude’s efforts made them feel bad, so a few men finally came over to help lift the car. Just recently, Julian Sterling had met with trouble, and Evan couldn’t face more accidents. He had just a few brothers . Jude’s face flushed red from exertion, veins popping on his forehead. "Come help, quickly, while the car hasn’t caught fire yet!" Those already helping shouted to the crowd, and the initially hesitant bystanders instantly rushed over. With the effort of more than twenty people, they slowly managed to lift the car. Jude bent down and pulled Evan out, but Evan was already unconscious. He looked around and, finding no one else inside, immediately called for an ambulance. After putting the car down, everyone noticed the gasoline smell only grew stronger. Experienced individuals quickly instructed everyone to retreat, leaving the area instantly empty. A small flame ignited, and before long a large fire engulfed the entire car. Everyone felt relieved, realizing if they had been any slower, Evan might have died. Jude had already taken Evan to the hospital. He called Samantha’s phone, but couldn’t get through, frustratingly running his hand through his hair. A moment later, he thought of calling Hugo, and upon learning that Hugo was also under attack, his heart sank. "Samantha and the child have likely been taken. Evan is still unconscious. Tonight they weren’t really after you; they aimed for Evan’s side. Hugo, Samantha, and Evan went through so much to get here; she absolutely cannot be harmed, nor the child." Hugo slowly closed his eyes. Previously, when Dylan was against him, he hadn’t laid hands on anyone else. Unexpectedly, this time he was more cunning. He was on the way to send Eleanor to Collin, but after hearing that Samantha was missing, Eleanor refused to go. "They took Samantha to get to me. If Dylan uses Samantha to threaten me, I will surely comply. Going or not makes no difference. Gloria is already gone; I can’t let Samantha get hurt because of me too. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself." She lowered her head, fatigue etched between her brows, hating her own powerlessness and lack of strength.