Hugo felt a sudden panic rise within him as he moved forward, only to be yanked back by Eugene who dragged him out by the cor.


    The hospital room door closed in an instant.


    Through the narrow gap, he caught a glimpse of M''s bloodshot eyes staring back at him, filling his heart with inexplicable dread. He struggled to grab the doorknob, instinctively calling out, "Sis..."


    M shut her eyes, refusing to look any longer.


    The door clicked shut.


    ...


    Hugo was forcefully dragged into the stairwell and kicked to the ground.


    Eugene pressed a foot firmly against Hugo''s chest, leaning in with a smile that radiated from his well-sculpted features.


    "So, Hugo, is it? If you ever show up in front of my sister again, don''t me me for being unfriendly. I''m not as easygoing as she is, and I certainly don''t have a calm demeanor. When I lose it, even I can''t predict what I might do."


    Hugo coughed a few times, just about tosh out when a sharp pain shot through his side, and before he knew it, he was tumbling down the stairs.


    Eugene stood at the top, lightly kicking his leg, his smile unchanged, but his eyes were as cold as ice as he watched Hugo fall.


    "How dare you upset my sister."


    Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind, and his smile widened as he casually remarked, "Oh dear, I should be thanking you, really."


    He briskly descended the stairs, pretending to offer a hand to help Hugo up.


    Hugo''s entire body ached, and seeing Eugene approach, he scrambled back as if he''d seen a ghost, clumsily getting to his feet and darting down the stairs.


    This guy was just like his brother-inw aplete lunatic!


    "Tsk, why are you running so fast? I haven''t even thanked you yet."


    Eugene shook his head in mock disappointment.


    He genuinely wanted to thank Hugo.


    If it weren''t for today''s uproar, his sister wouldn''t have given up on Hugo so decisively and so quickly.


    From now on, he would be the only brother his sister had.


    The only one.


    Eugene hummed a tune, joyfully making his way back to the hospital room.


    ...


    Inside the room.


    After getting rid of Hugo, M immediately reached for her phone and sent messages to two friends she had previously spoken to.


    She had asked a journalist friend and a hacker friend to investigate Hugo and Charlotte.


    Progress had been slow due to the holiday season, and so far, she had only received a small fraction of not very useful information.


    From what she could gather, their socialworks were devoid of anything substantial.


    Just a bunch of fair-weather friends.


    Given Hugo''s unexpected visit, and if Eugene''s earlier suspicions were correct that Giselle was pulling the strings, could she also be behind this?


    She couldn''t believe Hugo''s sudden appearance was a mere coincidence.


    He was too clueless, had no connections in Kingsford-how did he even know she was in the hospital? And why show up just when Giselle and Lysander''s scandal was breaking online?


    The hacker friend was the first to respond, sending over a recentmunication log concerning Hugo and Charlotte.


    The journalist friend, however, remained silent.


    Without wasting time, she skimmed through the documents, piecing together the puzzle in her mind.


    As expected, while the evidence didn''t definitively prove Giselle''s involvement, it did confirm that Charlotte was stirring the pot.


    She was the mastermind, and Hugo was merely her puppet.


    As foolish as ever!


    However, she couldn''t afford to wait any longer. Did they really think she was easy to bully?


    M considered her next move, copied Charlotte''s phone number from the files, and opened a dark screen program on her phone.


    She typed in a series of moderatelyplex codes.


    Once done, she pasted Charlotte''s number into the program, constructing a virtual number to send an anonymous message.