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.”

pushed open the door of the study just as Eleanor appeared

study was soundproof; Eleanor hadn’t heard a thing. And with two bodyguards stationed outside, she couldn’t

Peterson, his injuries hidden by the black suit, smiled reassuringly. “Our grandfather? How could he be tough on me? Don’t

her off. “Dear Eleanor,

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help but smile at her words. Twenty lashes in exchange for

Yates left through the back of the mansion. A group of figures in

the floor as far as the eye could see. From above, one could peer through

for biochemical experiments, each marked with the letter ‘S’-members of

tall man sat against the floor, one knee raised, his long, elegant hands resting on it. Following those well-defined fingers

lost his wife to the sea, and of a man surrounded by bioengineered beings once comrades and friends. Now they

had wished to join them, but the hatred etched into his bones kept waking him in