A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1377

Without offering any explanation or begging for mercy, Peterson simply walked into the middle of the study. With his back to Yates, he shrugged off his coat and knelt down with a stoic grace.

With a whip in hand, Yates rose from the leather couch, his gaze unwavering as he lashed out at Peterson’s scar-riddled back. Twenty times the whip cracked, each strike splitting skin and drawing fresh, crimson blood that spurted out in a grim display. Through the excruciating pain, Peterson didn’t utter a single sound.

Once done, Yates tossed the whip aside and stared coldly at Peterson.

“The chip in Bernard’s head, and the injuries he had-I don’t want you mentioning a word to Eleanor. Next time, it won’t just be twenty lashes.”

Biting back the pain, Peterson dressed, turned with a pale face, and nodded to Yates.

“You have my word, I won’t interfere any further.”

He had already betrayed his grandfather once, he couldn’t bear to do it again. So now, it was up to Eleanor to uncover the truth on her own.

After dealing with Peterson, Yates stood up, “We set out for Area Opaca now. We must return by six in the morning. Make the arrangements.”

“Understood.”

door of the study just as Eleanor

And with two bodyguards

she quickly approached, concerned whether Yates had been harsh with him. Peterson, his injuries hidden by the black

but Peterson, pressed for time, cut her off. “Dear Eleanor, my mother isn’t

me. I’ll give him a piece of my mind.”Books Chapters Are Daily

smile at her words. Twenty lashes in exchange for his cousin’s trust and care was a price

mansion. A group of figures in black, their faces masked, quickly made their way

a chilling sight: rows upon rows of transparent glass chambers, lying on the floor as far as the eye could see. From above, one could peer

for biochemical experiments, each marked with the

his long, elegant hands resting on it. Following those well-defined fingers upward, one met a face chiseled and hauntingly beautiful, devoid of any discernible

his wife to the sea, and of a man surrounded by bioengineered beings once comrades and friends. Now they were all gone, and he was powerless to do anything but watch

to join them, but the hatred etched into his