Old Master Quinn is indeed worthy of his title; his actions were ruthless and merciless.
Eleanor Hollis got out of bed and immediately fell to her knees. Her clothes were disheveled, her hair hung loose, she was as pitiful as one could be.
Indeed, today must be the most humiliating moment of her life.
Nathaniel Quinn got out of bed, wanting to help her up, but Eleanor’s eyes were unfocused. She frantically waved her hands, unwilling to let anyone approach her.
She was tired, and didn’t want to stay there any longer. Why wasn’t anyone coming to rescue her, to save her and help her escape this misery?
"All she knows is how to seduce men! President Quinn was just looking everywhere for her, but he doesn’t know his girlfriend is so desperate that she dragged her ex-husband to reminisce about their wedding day just today."
The insults from the crowd reached Eleanor’s ears, and she bowed her head, tightly covering her ears.
It’s not like that. They’re all lying, she never did any of that.
Something shattered on the ground, but Eleanor didn’t raise her head and didn’t know what was happening.
The crowd quickly fell silent because the cup was thrown by Hugo Quinn. Hugo stood among them like a king above all, his gaze cutting through the crowd and suddenly landing on Eleanor.
Eleanor hugged herself tightly, her face pale, her body shivering slightly.
His voice was hoarse as he called out, trying to move forward.
"Don’t come over! Don’t come over!!"
Eleanor seemed insane, slowly retreating. It was terrifying; everyone she looked at seemed to be Hugo. It’s all false; it’s all false.
She needed to leave; she had to get out of here.
She struggled to stand up, didn’t look at anyone, pushed them aside, and ran out.
Hugo anxiously tried to go after her, but Eleanor’s eyes remained blank. She didn’t know where she was; she just wanted to leave, see no one.
She shook off the hand that griped her wrist and then sprinted forward as though reaching the end could release her.
Nathaniel still stood at the bedside, his clothes intact. When he saw the furious man, he involuntarily retreated a step.
Without hesitation, Hugo punched him fiercely, leaving blood on his face.
Hugo’s voice was dangerous, like it was coming from hell.
Nathaniel’s whole body quivered; it was his first time seeing this man angry.
He bit his lip hard, seeing that there were still so many people here, his eyes bloodshot. Why should Eleanor end up with this man? He was not willing; clearly that woman belonged to him, why?
"I did all that should be done."
He said calmly, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"Her taste is still as good as ever, Uncle."
Hugo felt like his ear had been pierced by a needle; he hit Nathaniel harder with his fist, on his body and face.
Nathaniel felt pain, sharp pain, but he didn’t regret saying what he did.
Grandfather had set up so much, he naturally had to end it perfectly.
Everyone present had already seen him and Eleanor lying in bed together, heard what he said, must have their minds concocting a grand drama, right?
Nathaniel was still being hit, but his mouth curled up crazily.
It turned out not only his uncle was mad, he was mad too.
Hahaha, madness is fine.
"Hugo, stop, if you keep hitting him, he’ll die."
Julian Sterling and Evan Yancy quickly came up to stop Hugo’s ruthless blows. Even though they also found Nathaniel despicable, especially after saying that.
If they were Hugo, with their woman insulted like that, they would wish to shoot the opponent.
Hugo was panting heavily; his strength was immense. In his fury, even Julian and Evan together couldn’t pull him away!
"Hugo! What are you doing?!"
Old Master Quinn slowly emerged from the crowd. Seeing Nathaniel all battered, he couldn’t help but grip his cane tighter.
Hugo finally returned to his senses, staring blankly at Old Master Quinn as sanity gradually returned.
"Dad, you arranged all of this, didn’t you?"
He grinned sarcastically, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Old Master Quinn.
Old Master Quinn’s grip on the cane tightened slowly. So what if he arranged it? Eleanor wasn’t meant to be with Hugo anyway. In the future, she’d only bring endless trouble to the Quinton Family. He wanted that woman to never show her face by Hugo’s side.
This wedding was merely a setup.
Simon Quinn was his plant. Nathaniel was his arrangement, all to drive Eleanor away!
Looking at it now, the effect seems quite satisfactory.
"Hugo, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Today is your brother’s wedding; stop fooling around."
His voice softened, then he sighed.
"I always knew Eleanor was a fickle woman. If she had a shred of dignity, she wouldn’t have been with you after divorcing Nathaniel. Hugo, you’ve let yourself be deceived by a woman, blind to all these."
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"You were involved too?"
Simon didn’t say a word. He scorned to lie, in order to prevent Hugo from finding Eleanor, he had always sent people to block her, toast him, and then brought everyone here, all to let everyone witness Eleanor and Nathaniel together.
The goal was now achieved.
Hugo initially thought he would be angry, would wish to destroy everything around him. But when facing these family members, he was frighteningly calm.
"From now on, I’m no longer part of the Quinton Family, anything related to Quinton Family has nothing to do with me. Since you all think me being with Eleanor humiliates the Quinton Family, then I’ll leave the family."
Hugo’s voice was calm, but to Old Master Quinn, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Leave the Quinton Family?!!
Did this person even know what he was saying?
"Hugo! Stop joking!!"
Old Master Quinn’s lips trembled in fear, but he didn’t think he was wrong at all. Everything he did was right, was for Hugo’s own good.
Hugo’s face was cold, his eyes slowly narrowed.
"You think I’m joking, Old Master Quinn?"
The words "Old Master Quinn" pierced through, unbearable for Old Master Quinn, and he fainted on the spot. People beside him quickly supported him, looking at Hugo in disbelief.
Hugo wants to leave the Quinton Family? If this news spreads, it would surely cause an uproar in high society.
When Hugo saw Old Master Quinn faint, his eyes showed no ripple. To be precise, his feelings for this family were already completely dead, turned into a puddle of dead water.