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.

voice laced with irritation. “That cunning old man,”

counter-surveillance skill, we

the two men waited, Eleanor was already following Yates and Peterson

worried about her knowing too much. He pointed out the scattered

villa? That’s District A. The one to the north is District B,

briefing her on Area Opaca’s layout, Yates told Eleanor that since she was to be a player, she should familiarize herself

did Eleanor realize that Area Opaca was established underground and

den of malice. Having explained the essentials

reverence.

well-cared for by Yates, who had provided for them and nurtured their children – it was no wonder they held him in such

recognized Yates’ talent for leadership and strategic thinking, but she was repulsed that he used these skills for nefarious purposes. Yates led her to a basement that felt like a labyrinth, twisting and turning until they reached a heavy metal

did the door swing open. Entering Area Opaca wasn’t as simple as

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

the image of a Blue Jay, a favorite

avenge her, always instilling thoughts of vengeance, something that made Eleanor uneasy.

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