A Second Chance at Forever

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.

wheel, his voice laced with irritation. “That cunning old man,” he muttered under his breath, “Despite our chopper on standby,

guy founded Area Opaca. If he lacked this kind of counter-surveillance skill, we would’ve toppled him by now. Don’t rush it, we’ll wait for the lady

already following Yates and Peterson towards a secluded

her knowing too much. He pointed out the scattered villas within

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

layout, Yates told Eleanor that since she was to be a player, she should familiarize herself

Area Opaca was established underground and those

Having explained the essentials of Area Opaca, Yates led her into the villa in District A, home to an elderly couple

reverence.

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

that he used these skills for nefarious purposes. Yates led her to a basement that felt like a

went through an extensive security process – facial recognition, iris scanning, palm print, voice verification- and only then did the door swing open. Entering Area Opaca wasn’t as simple as stepping through the door;

to the upper level, directly to the control room – the nerve

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

her, always instilling thoughts of vengeance, something that made Eleanor uneasy. Yet, she had her reasons for being there and suppressed her