Alexander Vance and Mr. Valentine hurried toward the hospital room.

They heard Julian Evans' furious roar just outside the door. "Isabella!"

Isabella Ashcroft's piercing scream followed immediately. "My baby... Evelyn Ross, you killed my baby!"

Alexander frowned deeply and pushed the door open.

Mr. Valentine paused.

He breathed a sigh of relief seeing Sophia Ashcroft was safe. He turned to Marcus Valentine outside. "What happened?"

Marcus looked grim.

His uncle had sent him to check on Sophia. He arrived to find Isabella and Evelyn in a physical altercation.

Inside the room.

Isabella lay collapsed on the floor. She clutched her abdomen tightly. Blood stained her trousers. Julian hurried to support her.

Her voice trembled. "Julian, she pushed me!"

Julian's eyes were red with rage. "I saw it... Isabella, are you okay?"

Cold sweat beaded on her forehead. "My stomach hurts so much... Julian, we're losing our baby..."

She was only two months pregnant. This much blood meant the baby was gone.

Julian yelled in panic. "Doctor! Get a doctor now!"

Medical staff rushed in. Julian scooped Isabella up and placed her on a gurney. They rushed toward the ER.

Evelyn watched coldly. A mocking smile touched her lips.

Alexander approached her. "Are you alright?"

Her tone was flat. "I'm fine."

Isabella had been clinging to her desperately. She begged Evelyn to persuade William Ashcroft.

Evelyn pulled her hand away impatiently. Isabella took the opportunity to fall backward. Her lower back hit a chair hard.

Then the bloody drama unfolded.

Evelyn found it ridiculous.

Isabella's intentions were obvious. Alexander had warned Julian. Julian had grown suspicious.

Evelyn knew she would find a chance to terminate the pregnancy.

She was already married into the Evans family. She could always have another child after this one was gone.

But Evelyn had just woken up. She was worried about Sophia. She never expected Isabella to stage this scene right in the hospital room.

She thought for a moment. She spoke to Alexander. "The fetus was lost. But tests can still be done. Please talk to the hospital for me..."

Evelyn remained completely calm.

A DNA report proving the child wasn't Julian's would end this. The Evans family wouldn't pursue it. Isabella's desperate act would be for nothing.

And...

Evelyn's lips curved slightly.

She just said yesterday the baby's existence kept Liam Lowell silent. Today the baby was gone. Making Liam lose faith in Isabella would make him reveal the secret.

Isabella's move was suicidal.

Alexander immediately texted Thomas Watson.

This hospital was owned by the Vance family. They had full access here.

Their shared smile caught Marcus' eye. He scolded them angrily. "Evelyn Ross, Alexander Vance, how can you smile? You just ended a life! Don't you feel any guilt?"

Evelyn replied calmly. "I didn't push her. I'm not responsible."

"Then who did? I saw it with my own eyes! Mr. Ashcroft, you saw it too, right?" Marcus looked at William Ashcroft.

William simply stared obsessively at Nan Jingshu in the bed. He remained silent throughout.

It was as if Isabella's miscarriage had nothing to do with him.

Both Evelyn and Marcus understood. William was lost in his own world.

Unless Sophia woke up, he might truly starve himself to death.

Marcus frowned at the situation. "Fine. He has no mind for you. But my uncle and I won't stand by while Mrs. Ashcroft's daughter is bullied! I will handle this!"

He turned and left.

An hour later, the steward entered. "Sir, Madam, the Old Master requests your presence in Miss Isabella's room."

Alexander stood. "I'll go. You stay."

The steward quickly added. "The Old Master asked for both of you."

Alexander frowned. He was about to refuse.

The steward continued. "They heard Mrs. Ashcroft is recuperating here. They wanted to talk here but feared disturbing her. That's why they asked you to come over..."

Evelyn stood immediately. "Let's go then."

She and Alexander left the room. Isabella's room was two doors down on the left.

Isabella lay in the hospital bed. Her face was pale. Her eyes were red.

The entire Evans family had gathered.

Robert Vance, Richard Evans, and Margaret Evans were all present. Julian stayed by the bedside, playing the devoted partner.

He clenched his fists when they entered. He glared at Evelyn. "Evelyn Ross, you knew Isabella was pregnant! You pushed her hard on purpose!"

Margaret stood up abruptly. She was furious. "Alexander, what is the meaning of this? Our branch was about to have a great-grandson! How could you do something so vicious? It was a boy!"

Her heart ached terribly.

If Julian had a son, and Alexander remained childless, the Vance family fortune would eventually go to their branch.

This beautiful dream was now shattered!

Richard immediately joined in. "Alexander, I know you dislike me, your elder brother. But how could you do this? Getting anxious because you can't have children? You can't target your nephew's child!"

Robert slammed his hand on the armrest. He pointed at Alexander and Evelyn angrily. "You vicious woman! You've been married into the Vance family for two years without producing a child! How dare you harm my great-grandson? This is unforgivable!! And you, Alexander, must give your nephew an explanation!"

Alexander looked at him coldly. A slight smile touched his lips. "What explanation?"

Robert stated directly. "Divorce this wretched woman immediately! Also, transfer five percent of the company shares to Julian as compensation! Then we can consider this matter closed!"

A hint of mockery flashed in Alexander's eyes. "What if the child she lost wasn't Julian's to begin with?"