Howel's group.

There was news on the giant screen on the first floor.

"Around A road, a major car accident just occurred. On the way from the cemetery to the town, a silver sports car fell off the cliff. We're certain there is one deceased. The causes of the accident are to be determined..."

The news was live. But a man rushed out like the wind. He got in the car door that was pulled open for him.

"Hurry!"

Evan roared once and once. The car couldn't go any faster in the race of life.

A few minutes earlier:

Tinder rushed into the conference room with a stern look to report to Evan, "Mrs. Howel was in a car accident while she was back from the cemetery with Andrew. The car went off the cliff..."

Before he heard Tinder out, he left dozens of managers in the meeting room and went out like a mad man.

The sports car went over, ignoring the red light.

He almost hit a big truck...

The car was racing with many transportation police cars following. He completely ignored the traffic rules and disrupted the traffic order. It was lucky that no accident was caused.

The traffic followed Evan to the hospital. Tinder sent his men to handle the tickets and followed Evan to the emergency operation room.

His collar grabbed a doctor that just exited the emergency room.

"Where are the injured in the car accident?"

Evan stared at the young male doctor with crimson eyes. Blood almost came out of them.

The doctor pointed at another emergency operation room.

Evan looked up. The light on top of the room was out. It meant the operation was over...

He trembled all over his body. He suddenly lost his strength. He turned flattered. For the 20 odd years in his life, this was the first time he was so worried that he forgot how to breathe.

He was trembling and shaking. He couldn't continue standing.

He was afraid to come in. He was terrified to see what he couldn't bear. And he was anxious to get in to check on Avery.

The conflictions were heavy balls around his feet that dragged him.

He spent all the strength walking to the emergency room and kicked the door open.

It was a huge noise, and the nurse who didn't leave dropped her stuff in a shock.

He didn't have to find the person on the table with white cloth covered on the body. While looking down, the belly was bulging.

What happened to her?

Why was she covered in white cloth?

No, no, she couldn't die, not without his permission.

Why would they put a white cloth on top of her? She would suffocate...

"Are you related to the deceased?" The nurse was in shock. Evan looked horrible and barged in like he would kill anyone anytime.

"Get off my way!" Evan pushed the nurse off.

She was flung. But seeing the bodyguards behind him, she didn't dare to speak up. She got up and left in a hurry.

Evan was at best three meters away from the surgery table. But it felt like forever. Underneath the white cloth was peace, horrible silence.

Evan got numb like he lost his soul. He walked over mechanically, and every step was so heavy.

He reached out to the white cloth. The most powerful man in the city who had all sorts of skills was as low as an ant.

His trembling hand was in the air and didn't fall for a long time.

He was afraid to see her painful look. He was afraid she was lying there and would never wake up.

He couldn't accept it.

He put his hand down and lifted it again. This time he didn't drop it.

"Sir..." Tinder was choked on words. This was the first time he felt Evan was full of desperation.

It was Tinder's voice that woke him up. He finally mustered up the courage to open the cloth.

Tinder lowered his head to close eyes at the same moment Evan opened the white cloth. He couldn't imagine what would happen to Evan after he saw it. Avery's death, and his emotions, which one was worse?

He closed his eyes and waited for a second. He didn't hear anything from Evan. But he heard the doctor's voice, "Who are you? This is not a place you wander about. Get off, the family of the deceased is coming."

The family of the deceased?

He looked behind, and there were some people with sad looks. Then Evan was suddenly relieved from all the pressure he has been experiencing. He could hear his breath.

Evan turned over and left the room. He grabbed the doctor by his collar, "The victims from the car accident, where are they?"

The doctor pointed at the room next door, trembling, "One's dead, and another's having an operation."

"The dead one is a he or a she?"

The doctor shook his head, "I'm not clear."

Evan held back his breath again. He couldn't mind much and rushed out.

Like a mad man, he stopped every nurse he ran into and asked if she knew. A nurse who knew the situation said, "The pregnant woman is in the surgery. She's unstable. There is little chance that both the mother and the body survive."

"Save her! Do you hear me? I want you to save the grown-up under no circumstances."

"I..." The doctor was shocked. He was forced to promise Evan.

The operation continued. Evan kept pacing around on the outside. He wanted to rush in to wake up, Avery. But the remaining sanity told him coming in would not make the situation better.

He stared at the red "in operation" lights on top of the room with crimson eyes, and tightened his lips.

"Sir, Mrs. Hamiton's going to be fine." Tinder said.

Evan stared at the door and started shouting, "Avery, if you dare to leave me alone, I'll give you hell!"

His voice echoed in the hall. Nurses came to remind him to stay quiet in case he disrupted the doctors inside.

Evan said with a stern voice, "Find out the cause of the car accident."

Tinder was frozen for a second. This was a hard task. But he said yes anyway.

"Okay, I'll get onto it."

Evan was in so much pain that needles poked his heart.

Evan bit his teeth. He should've stopped her when she said she was going to the hospital to visit Charles. Or at least he should come with her. She was in a car accident without his watch for the morning.

Tinder asked his men for some information after a while, and ran to Evan, "Sir..."

Evan was extremely displeased. He quit smoking because of Avery for a long time. But there were cigarette butts all over the floors.

"Hold back what you're gonna say if you want to die."

"I've got some info. Andrew is gone."