"Doctor, how is my daughter? Will she be in danger?"
The attending doctor took off his mask, looking grave.
"There is no immediate danger, but we will send her to the ICU. We need to observe her condition further. There is a critical period of three days; as long as she gets through it safely, she should be fine."
Beside him, Hugo Quinn breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his legs go weak as he watched Eleanor Hollis being wheeled into the ICU.
Lan Yancy quickly supported him, preventing him from collapsing to the ground.
He rubbed his forehead and said, but in the next second, he fainted.
Lan Yancy arranged a room in the hospital and helped Hugo Quinn to a bed to rest.
On the way here, no one had rested. Now that she was found, he also told the others waiting outside the hospital to go and rest.
Hugo Quinn lay on the bed, his eyes tightly closed. The doctor came to check and said there was no major issue, just extreme fatigue.
Lan Yancy finally breathed a sigh of relief. He lay down on the adjacent bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Exhausted, every bone in his body felt soft.
Hugo Quinn woke up the next morning and immediately went outside the ICU to check on Eleanor Hollis. He also found the doctor to ask, learning that the situation had been stable last night.
He had actually slept through it. He took out a cigarette intending to smoke but remembered that he was in a hospital, so he put it back.
Rachel Lynch brought everyone breakfast, and Hugo Quinn did not refuse. No matter what, this person was Eleanor Hollis’s mother, and he couldn’t afford to offend her too much.
He was anxious the whole time until the afternoon when the doctor went in to check the situation and said it was very safe at the moment.
However, that same night, suddenly a large number of doctors rushed to Eleanor Hollis’s side, and Hugo Quinn watched through the window glass, his eyes red.
At that moment, he felt powerless, unable to do anything for the woman he loved.
"Mr. CEO, don’t worry, take care of your own health first, otherwise Miss Hollis will be upset when she wakes up."
Hugo Quinn appeared so worn out, a far cry from his usual image.
But Hugo Quinn didn’t hear what he said, his eyes fixed inside.
Doctors inserted many tubes into Eleanor Hollis’s body, still performing resuscitation.
His mind suddenly went blank, and he didn’t know how to react if the doctor came out with bad news later; he just felt he might never return to Serenford.
Seven or eight doctors spent a full hour in resuscitation.
During that hour, time dragged on for Hugo Quinn, his hand pressed tightly against the window glass, trying to see Eleanor Hollis more clearly.
A few doctors came out, wearily removing their masks.
"It’s okay now, just a sudden situation."
Hugo Quinn felt his legs give out, nearly kneeling on the ground, relieved that everything was fine.
After this sudden situation, Eleanor Hollis’s recovery was very stable, allowing those waiting outside to finally relax.
A week later, Eleanor Hollis was moved to a standard ward. Hugo Quinn stayed by her side, holding her hand tightly, afraid she would vanish like smoke if he let go.
"Mr. CEO, something happened in Serenford. Quentin Quinn seems to have confined the old man, you need to go see."
On their way here, Quentin Quinn had sent people to kill them, hoping they’d never return.
A deep emotion flickered in Hugo Quinn’s eyes as he traced Eleanor Hollis’s cheek. He really didn’t care about the Quinton Family or their assets; he only wanted this person to be safe.
"Did anything happen to the old man?"
He asked lightly, still appearing indifferent, as if he didn’t take Quentin Quinn seriously.
"The old man is fine, Quentin doesn’t seem to plan anything against him."
Hugo Quinn nodded. That’s good, as long as the old man is okay, he wasn’t in a hurry to go back.
In the evening, Eleanor Hollis woke up. She looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, thinking she had been captured again, and quickly waved her hands. Official source ıs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚✦𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Don’t come near! Stay away!"
The voice beside her was the one she knew best.
Eleanor Hollis stiffened and turned her head to see Hugo Quinn, who had really come.
She sat up and wrapped her arms snugly around his neck. Just the thought of never seeing him again made her sad.
Tears streamed down her face as she bit her lip quietly, expressing the immense grievance she felt.
"It’s okay, it’s okay."
Hugo Quinn rasped, wiping the tears on her cheeks with his fingers.
Eleanor Hollis bit her lip and noticed Nicholas Hollis and Rachel Lynch beside her, her face instantly darkening as she said nothing and lay back in bed.
Nicholas Hollis and Rachel Lynch felt too awkward to speak because it was clear she didn’t welcome them. They moved their lips but finally exchanged glances and left the ward.
Hugo Quinn held her hand tightly, knowing she must be feeling terrible inside.
Eleanor Hollis turned her head, seeing how haggard he looked, a pang of distress surged in her heart.
"I’m sorry for worrying you. I wish I had been more careful."
Hugo Quinn shook his head, as it was unexpected that the person picking her up was sent by Nathaniel Quinn. That driver had been at the old residence for many years; even he wouldn’t have expected it.
"Get some rest. I’ll take you back to Serenford."
Eleanor Hollis nodded, warmth rising in her eyes, and with her hand held so securely by him, all her fears seemed to vanish.
They stayed another three days in the hospital.
When Eleanor Hollis’s wounds began to scab, Hugo Quinn finally took her on a flight back, and those accompanying them also returned.
During the ten days he was away from Serenford, a major event had occurred. The Quinton Family head announced he would give the Quinton Group to his second son, Quentin Quinn, leaving nothing for anyone else.
Within a short time, Quentin Quinn replaced all key positions in the Quinton Group with his people, effectively carrying out a complete overhaul.
When Hugo Quinn returned to the villa, he listened to the reports beside him without saying a word.
He didn’t particularly enjoy these family feuds among brothers.
Over the years, both his second and third brothers had taken actions against him, but he had never truly retaliated.
The old man was already at an advanced age and surely didn’t want to see his sons fighting, but both the second and third brothers had deep obsessions with the Quinton Group. For years, they had been fiercely contending.
"Mr. CEO, what should we do?"
Lan Yancy frowned as he spoke. To do nothing seemed too frustrating, especially when the Quinton Group originally should have had shares for this man.
"Let it be, just ensure the old man’s safety. Inform Quentin that if anything happens to the old man, everything he’s swallowed up will be taken back."
He had no intention of vying for the Quinton Family’s assets, especially since he had the Grandeur Group behind him.