<h4>Chapter 302: Eliminate Him</h4>


    Mom! I finally found your long-lost brother!


    Grandma Carter, I’ve found your closest blood rtive! I promise I will make sure to give them the best possiblepensation for everything they’ve endured.


    But as for Sean, that despicable man, there’s no way he’ll get off easy!


    E closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. The emotions overwhelmed her, but she was determined not to let them show.


    "Let’s board the ne. Don’t think too much for now. You’ll meet your uncle soon," Eric said gently, wiping away the tear that escaped the corner of her eye.


    E nodded, her heart pounding with excitement. But little did she know, the moment she stepped off the ne, she would be hit with devastating news.


    ...


    "Madam, we’ve spent a lot of resources investigating who E and Eric have been in contact with. However... the hacker they used can’t be traced. It’s likely someone Eric controls."


    In the Carter Group’s ancestral mansion, Julia sat in her study, reviewingpany documents.


    Sean was still in the hospital, recovering from a near-stroke caused by recent events. His condition had improved, but only marginally.


    Julia’s wrinkled face showed no emotion. "What have you found? Stop beating around the bush and tell me directly."


    George, one of her trusted aides, responded in a hushed tone, "Madam, they were seen meeting with a man named Bobby. What’s strange is that, despite Eric’s status, they showed an unusual amount of respect for him."


    Julia’s eyes shed coldly, her usual gentle demeanor reced by a shadowy darkness. "Bobby? Who is he?"


    "He’s a viger near thend that the Nelson Group is developing, known for raising pigeons."


    Julia’s expression shifted, her hand trembling slightly. She knew exactly who Bobby was.


    Years ago, Sean had sent that child away, and though Julia had been given the location, she had made numerous attempts to eliminate him—each time, fate intervened, and someone saved him.


    Bobby had been left physically and emotionally scarred, tortured until he was barely recognizable, a shadow of a human being. His extreme poverty had left him malnourished and frail, giving him the appearance of a weak, unimposing man.


    Someone like Bobby had no ability to threaten the Carter Group or its fortune. But if Eric and E helped him, the old scandal woulde to light. The exposure would severely damage the Carter Group’s reputation, putting thepany in grave danger.


    A fierce and sinister aura radiated from Julia. George, who had served her for decades, had never seen this side of her before.


    "Arrange for an ident—get someone to hit him while drunk driving. Make sure he doesn’t survive," Julia ordered coldly, her face devoid of any emotion except for a bone-chilling malice.


    George was stunned.


    Was she really prepared to go to war with Eric and E over a mereborer?


    "Hurry up! We don’t have time. We can’t let Eric or that girl find out what we’re nning!" Julia’s voice was icy, brooking no argument.


    "Yes, Madam!"


    George shuddered. Though reluctant, he had served the Carter Group for decades and had long since stained his hands with blood.


    Bribing someone to stage a drunk driving incident was the most discreet and efficient way.


    As the door closed behind George, Julia leaned back and closed her eyes, recalling the lengths she had gone to in order to secure her ce as the rightful madam of the Carter Group. She had fought tooth and nail for years.


    Now, there was no way she would allow these young upstarts to destroy everything she had built.


    If Bobby died, everything would be swept under the rug, and there would be no loose ends.


    As she thought of this, a bloodthirsty smile crept across her face. "A child born to a lowly woman dares to think they can im what’s ours? Ridiculous. Keep dreaming!"


    As E and Eric stepped off the ne, they were met by light rain, casting a mncholic mood over the city.


    E busied herself with gathering their luggage, ensuring that everything, including the gifts she had brought for Chloe, was ounted for. Meanwhile, Eric turned on his phone, only to be bombarded by a flood of messages. His expression darkened as he read through them.


    "Damn it!" Eric cursed under his breath.


    Bobby had been hit by a car, but thankfully, the bodyguards had done their job well and managed to keep him out of life-threatening danger. Still, the ruthless and shameless tactics of the Carter Group had reached new heights.


    E, having just finished checking the luggage, looked up and noticed Eric’s grim face.


    "What happened, Eric?" she asked softly, concern etched in her voice.


    Eric’s tone was low as he replied, "Your uncle... he was in a car ident. He’s at the People’s Hospital right now, but he’s not in any immediate danger."


    E sucked in a sharp breath, her chest tightening with worry and anger. "A car ident? That’s too convenient... too coincidental."


    Amelia and Richard, who were nearby, didn’t fully grasp the situation, as only a few people besides E and Eric knew about Bobby. But now that Bobby had been involved in an ident, it was clear that someone had leaked information or the Carter Group had uncovered something.


    "We’re going to the hospital now," Eric said coldly, and E followed closely behind him, her strides hurried, fueled by a fierce determination to reach the hospital as fast as possible.


    As they left the airport, E noticed the soft drizzle of rain and felt the chill in the air—it was autumn already. The streets were bustling with people, each rushing through their day, striving to survive, while she was giving everything she had to fight against the viins in her life.


    Sitting in the car, E’s eyes reddened with unshed tears. "I didn’t expect them to find out so quickly. They’re almost unnaturally fast!"


    Eric’s face was equally troubled. "Don’t worry. Your uncle is safe. I’ve already sent people to investigate whether there was a leak or if the Carter Group managed to track him down."


    E nodded, resting against the seat, her heart heavy with bitterness.


    Grandma Carter’s only remaining son was now in her care, and she knew she had to protect him at all costs. How could she ever face her grandmother’s memory if she failed?


    Half an hourter, they arrived at the VIP ward of the People’s Hospital.


    E walked into the room and immediately spotted the frail figure lying in the bed. Bobby, having worked long hours on construction sites, looked even thinner and darker than before. His wife, L Lee, sat beside him, her expression weary.


    The moment L saw Eric and E enter, she quickly stood up, her movements shy and awkward.


    E ced the gifts she had brought on the table and, with teary eyes, nodded at L. "Auntie... Uncle..."


    L, overwhelmed, responded, "Miss Davis..."


    Her eyes were also filled with tears, as the powerful emotions of family connection began to surface.


    Bobby’s head was wrapped in white bandages, but despite his condition, his face lit up when he saw E. "Miss Davis..."


    "Uncle, I’m your niece. Just call me E," she said with a tearful smile, stepping forward and taking his hand in hers, squeezing it gently.


    Bobby’s exhausted face softened with a warm smile. "Good child... I never thought... that in my lifetime, I’d finally find my family."


    E nodded, her gaze shifting to her uncle’s frail body, a sharp glint of determination shing in her eyes. Now that Bobby’s identity as her uncle was confirmed, the Carter Group had better be prepared. They would soon face her full wrath.