Chapter 1381

Bernard couldn’t help but let out a bitter chuckle; he felt like he was a pawn in some sick cosmic game. His laugh, paired with the bloodshot look in his eyes, didn’t seem to faze Yates.

“I will give you ten minutes to think it over,” Yates said, then turned on his heel and left the sterile, white lab, his entourage of suited goons trailing behind

him.

Only Peterson lingered, waiting until Yates and the others had left before leaning in to whisper to Bernard, “Just play along for now, and once you’re out, you can explain everything to her.”

“Boy, do you think I’m deaf?” Yates’ menacing voice came from outside the door, making Peterson clamp his mouth shut and quickly step out of the lab.

Yates removed his mask, revealing eyes that simmered with malice, as he glared at Peterson.

“You’ve just earned yourself another twenty lashes,” he ordered coldly.

Peterson, slightly afraid of his grandfather, nodded his head in resignation and murmured, “Yes, sir.”

Yates looked away, directing the others.

“No.3, head to the control room and initiate the program; I’ll need it later.”

“The rest of you, secure the chip in the mobile unit, and then destroy the chip lab.”

all the operatives: no

the cryptic message. Ever since Bernard’s

to the lab, resuming his imposing stance over Bernard, who sat with his eyes tightly

what’s your

no other response. Yates wasn’t in a hurry; he settled back into a couch,

answer.

from the chip’s control was to accept the deal, contradictory as it seemed to the promise of unlimited freedom 1-1 had initially offered. The offer might seem to favor Bernard, but the true beneficiary was 1-1 -clever enough to secure his own interests while grasping Bernard’s weak

now he faced a formidable opponent.

unlucky to have a

may be unlucky, but without the Siren Organization, she wouldn’t have faced

Siren Organization. If she hadn’t been killed, Eleanor’s mother wouldn’t have

eyes, facing the masked man with a sudden urge to ask him what Eleanor’s misfortunes had to do with

own score to settle, and whatever the reason,

turned icy, layered with hatred enough to burn through his protective suit. But being in a position of weakness, he

want me to agree to your terms, then take

she knows when she

he was the founder of Area Opaca, letting Bernard know

tomorrow.

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