Chapter 519: Chapter 519

She had no choice but to turn around and enter the room, gently closing the door behind her.

"Ethan, what do you want to do?"

If she remembered correctly, this person was called Ethan Sterling, Julian Sterling’s cousin.

Ethan lifted his head and saw her with her luggage, raising his eyebrows.

"Were you kicked out by someone? It seems that’s the case. You can’t rely on men, but how could a woman from the countryside like you truly manage Hugo Quinn."

Eleanor Hollis didn’t want to waste words with this person and got straight to the point.

"What exactly do you want? If you just came to say these things, you can leave now!"

She was in a terrible mood. If it weren’t for the strangers here, she would have already broken down in tears.

Ethan clapped his hands, and a man was suddenly pushed out; it was Dylan Dawson from the hospital.

Eleanor’s face instantly turned white, glaring angrily at Ethan.

"Did you do this to Dylan? What exactly is your motive?"

Ethan was in no hurry, leisurely lighting a cigarette.

"Considering you are friends with my brother, I won’t make things hard for you. At least I will spare your life. Yes, what happened to Dylan was my doing. Originally, I just wanted to let you know he was already dead. Who would’ve thought you could actually bring him back? Eleanor Hollis, you sure have skills."

Ethan’s tone was mocking, but Eleanor pretended not to hear him. She walked over to check on Dylan and was relieved to find that he was temporarily okay.

In Eleanor’s eyes, Ethan was quite bold because he didn’t leave that night. Instead, he called over a few doctors, and everyone rested in the Hollis Family’s house.

"Hugo Quinn won’t be coming to find you soon. Jean Nash’s people are watching him closely. As long as he makes a move, Jean won’t let anyone save Marcus. You might as well give up."

Ethan noticed how Eleanor frequently glanced toward the window and smirked.

Eleanor, being caught out, awkwardly looked away.

"None of your business."

Three days later, Dylan had already awakened, but upon seeing Ethan’s face, he slowly closed his eyes again, lips twitching but saying nothing.

"It’s okay if you don’t speak now. Whatever happened to Ashley Dawson, I’ll have it demonstrated on Eleanor Hollis. If you can endure that, then keep your secret."

Dylan’s eyelids twitched a couple of times, and seeing Eleanor’s pale face, he smiled slightly.

"I’ll save her. I’ll give you the password, just let her go."

Ethan didn’t expect Dylan to agree so readily, slightly surprised. Indeed, this woman must be his true love.

Someone handed over a sheet of paper, placing it beside Dylan.

With much difficulty, Dylan stood up and wrote a string of numbers on the paper.

Ethan took a photo of it, sent it to the other party, and then quietly sat aside, waiting for their response.

If the password was fake, Dylan would die tonight.

Ten minutes later, his phone rang.

He could sense Dylan’s tension as if his whole body was taut.

"The password is genuine, and we’ve got what we needed."

Dylan nodded, seemingly satisfied.

"We’re heading out. Miss Hollis, take care of Dylan here and make sure he doesn’t die."

Ethan and his entourage had already left. Once everyone was gone, Eleanor sat down beside Dylan.

From Dylan’s reaction, that thing must be very important.

Dylan said nothing, his hands fidgeting nervously.

Eleanor sighed and apologetically poured him a glass of water.

"I’m sorry, if this is because of me, I will feel guilty."

She thought Dylan was contemplating the matter, but just as she placed the glass beside him, Dylan looked up.

"How did you get caught by Ethan? Didn’t Hugo protect you? And since this is the Hollis Family’s house, Ethan said he found you here. Eleanor, what on earth happened?" Fınd the newest release on novel※fire.net

These past days, Ethan had already recounted how he captured Eleanor.

Eleanor lowered her head, finding it embarrassing to discuss her family matters.

"Someone came to the villa claiming to be Marcus’s mother. They even had a paternity test. She wants the Quinton Family’s young madam’s position and seems to really dislike me."

Dylan glared angrily, his chest beginning to ache.

"So, Hugo kicked you out? All to save his son so their family could live happily together?"

His tone was scornful, and Eleanor felt her face burning with shame, the sting of being belittled was hard to bear.

"He has his reasons, if he doesn’t do this, Marcus will die. I don’t want Marcus to die either."

She lowered her head, her hands clenching tightly, the palms already full of marks.

Dylan had been watching her expression closely, noticing the tears brimming in her eyes, and was amused despite himself.

"Store away those tears, perhaps then I might believe you. Eleanor, I’ve told you, whenever you regret it, I can take you away."

His words were firm, aiming to reach for her hand, but something restrained this impulse.

If Eleanor knew he had such feelings for her, she probably wouldn’t speak to him in the future—the way she felt about Hugo was obvious to him.

Eleanor said nothing, merely extending the glass to him.

Dylan wasn’t inclined to respond, slowly turning his head away.

"Look at how pitiful you are. Humans truly shouldn’t have these feelings; they only bind us."

Eleanor set the glass down, rolling her eyes.

"Over the past few days, I’ve readjusted my mindset. I admit, I was really hurt, but being sad is pointless. Just as you said, they’re living happily as a family while I’m here in grief—wouldn’t I be a fool? I have my own life."

Oddly, Dylan’s chest hurt less, and he glanced at her, surprised.

"If you truly think that way, then that’s great. Once I recover, I’ll take you abroad."

They said nothing more, and Ethan, who had been eavesdropping outside, stepped back.

He had heard everything inside loud and clear, initially thinking Dylan would discuss something serious with her, but who knew his mind was completely on romance.

Ethan clicked his tongue and went downstairs.

The phone rang again, with a call from the same place as before.

"You can come back now. Remember to eliminate Dylan; we can’t let him live. This isn’t good for us. And also dispose of that woman who might know the password. Hugo was always our enemy—if this can deal him a heavy blow, then it’s indeed a good deed."