"Evan, you lunatic! What on earth are you doing?!!"
Evan truly felt like he had lost his mind; he wished he could destroy everything here, everything deserved to go to hell! The source of this content ɪs 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩
The moment he received that video in his office, he was engulfed in unimaginable rage. He didn’t even dare to imagine Samantha’s current condition. Could such parents still be called parents?! They were nothing but beasts!
Fine, weren’t these two just trying to avenge their son? Now, right in front of them, he would kill their son!
"Put my son down! Evan, if you dare harm a single hair on him, I’ll immediately spread that video for everyone to see how your woman was violated!"
Mom Sullivan spoke viciously, her hands clasped tightly together in fear.
Eleanor and Samantha had just come downstairs when they heard those words.
Samantha’s legs went weak, nearly causing her to kneel on the ground. If she hadn’t heard it with her own ears, she wouldn’t have believed her mother could say such things.
Evan held a fruit knife and stabbed it fiercely into the man’s arm.
"Uncle, Auntie, you can continue talking. Every word you say, I’ll stab your son once. Let you experience this kind of pain as well."
Evan’s eyes were blood red; at this moment, reasoning with him was futile. He preferred violence to the violent.
Mom Sullivan saw the bright red blood flowing from her son, turning pale with fright and almost kneeling in horror.
Behind them, Eleanor supported Samantha. Seeing Evan , her eyes flickered with approval. Threatening them with what they cared about was the right approach for people like them; otherwise, they would never realize their mistakes.
"Samantha, Samantha, you’re here. Quickly, have him put your brother down. Your brother’s health isn’t good; if this continues, he’ll die. My son absolutely can’t die, he absolutely can’t die."
Mom Sullivan turned to Samantha, trying to move over, but was stopped by Hugo.
Hugo’s face was also gloomy. He had vaguely guessed what had happened to Samantha as soon as he saw a man coming down the stairs. He had thought Dad and Mom Sullivan would tell Evan about it, but he hadn’t expected them to reveal it to Evan in the cruelest way possible.
Evan was his brother, always had been and always would be. He absolutely couldn’t allow his brother to be trampled upon !
"President Quinn, this is our family matter, please don’t interfere. You can see Evan attacking a defenseless vegetative person with malicious intent!"
Dad Sullivan supported Mom Sullivan, his face ugly, wishing he could rush over and grab Samantha to force Evan to release their son.
"And what about Samantha? Samantha is your daughter! Yet you stood by and watched another man..."
Eleanor couldn’t continue after that, finding it already cruel just to say it out loud, let alone considering how Samantha felt.
Mom Sullivan’s expression eased slightly, then she calmly spoke.
"Samantha, it’s all for your own good. We hope you won’t continue being entangled with Evan; he’s the one who hit your brother. How can you be with him? Samantha, quickly make Evan send your brother back."
Samantha was trembling all over, suddenly realizing how terrifying such parents were. She retreated, clinging tightly to Eleanor.
Eleanor held her, pity filling her eyes.
"Samantha, you see how your parents treat you. Apart from me and Gloria, the person who cares most about you is Evan. Don’t let Evan be sad for you. Can you imagine the heartbreak he felt when he saw that video? He’s a man, an outstanding man. If you abandon him today, perhaps one day he will truly let go and marry someone else. Is that a scene you want to see?"
Samantha’s mind was a whirlwind; she had been planning to let go, but the thought of Evan marrying another woman caused her heart to ache intensely.
"Eleanor Hollis! Stop sowing discord with your words!"
Dad Sullivan couldn’t take it anymore, his son was still bleeding, how could these people be so cruel, watching his son be treated like that?
"Samantha, go with Evan. Be brave."
Eleanor gently supported her, moving towards Evan.
Samantha’s steps were unsteady, completely unaware of what she was doing, and when she snapped back to reality, she was already standing by Evan’s side.
A pure smile appeared on Evan’s face, as if instantly dispelling all the shadows within her heart.
Samantha was taken aback, then silently extended her hand, grasping a piece of his clothing.
"Don’t leave me, I’m begging you."
She said softly, bowing her head.
Evan cast the man in his hand aside and gathered her into his embrace.
"I won’t. Let’s go home."
Dad and Mom Sullivan watched their son thrown to the ground, furiously cursing nonstop.
But with Hugo blocking them, they could do nothing.
"Have someone search to see if the Sullivan Family has any other copies of the video. We mustn’t let it fall into their hands. Destroy all electronic devices."
Evan had brought many people with him, and upon hearing his orders, they immediately rushed into the Sullivan home.
Dad and Mom Sullivan were shaking with rage, helpless as they watched a group of people destroy everything in the Sullivan house, all backups completely obliterated.
Evan carried Samantha to the car, with Eleanor and Hugo following.
"Uncle, Auntie, if you interfere in Samantha’s life again, I will continue to use your son as leverage. This time it was just a cut on his arm. Next time I won’t show mercy, I’ll cut off his hand and deliver it to you."
Dad and Mom Sullivan were too terrified to utter a single word. The man’s presence was overwhelmingly intimidating, forcing them to their knees, legs rendered too weak to stand.
The bodyguards finished searching the Sullivan house, ensuring the task was completed before boarding the awaiting cars outside.
Dad and Mom Sullivan remained kneeling in place. Once everyone had departed, they moved slowly to their son’s side. Seeing blood still flowing from his arm, they began cursing Evan vehemently.
"He’ll get his comeuppance, Evan surely will, he’s a sinner! An incorrigibly evil sinner!"
They hurried to prop him up. While cursing Evan, they neglected to consider what retribution might befall them for what they had done to their own daughter.
Supporting their son, they failed to notice the unconscious man suddenly flexed his finger, as if becoming aware.
The doctor had long said the person might wake given time.