Chapter 1383

If Yates weren’t the founder of Area Opaca, Eleanor might have found his actions somewhat touching.

But at that moment, she felt nothing, simply quickening her pace to keep up with his stride.

Peterson was the one behind the wheel, and there were no other passengers.

Eleanor thus confirmed her earlier suspicion: aside from Peterson, the rest of the Sharp clan were oblivious to Area Opaca’s existence.

She scoffed at Yates’ ability to deceive, while he tried to impress upon her just how ruthless the Siren Organization was, and the extent of suffering its victims within Area Opaca had endured.

Yates’ attempts at indoctrination bored Eleanor. She threw him a few sarcastic remarks, turned her head away, and started to memorize the route as the landscape whizzed by outside the window…

The journey was long, entailing a drive, followed by a helicopter ride, a ferry crossing, and several more rotations of helicopter transport, spanning an entire day and night, before reaching an unnamed mountaintop.

Eleanor suspected Yates was deliberately taking a roundabout route to prevent her from memorizing the path. Yet, as they transferred from one mode of transportation to another with such familiarity, it didn’t quite seem so.

laced with irritation. “That cunning old man,” he muttered under his breath,

skill, we would’ve toppled him

already following

about her knowing too much. He pointed

District B, to the west is

that since she was to be a player, she should familiarize herself with

was established underground and those villas

be the facade for a den of malice. Having explained the essentials

reverence.

Sharp family, well-cared for by Yates, who had provided for them and nurtured their children –

she was repulsed that he used these skills for nefarious purposes. Yates led her to

print, voice verification- and only then did the door swing open. Entering Area Opaca wasn’t as simple as stepping

to the control room – the nerve center from which he commanded all operations.

a mask, painted with the image of a Blue Jay, a favorite motif of

he had made the mask as a reminder to avenge her, always instilling thoughts of vengeance, something that made

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