A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1398

After Peterson left, Eleanor lingered intentionally, waiting for Yates to catch up. Sure enough, it wasn’t long before he appeared, briskly following her.

He had just dashed out, whispering some instructions to his men in black, then he turned around to find Eleanor had vanished. But there she was, leaning against the porch, seemingly lost in thought, prompting Yates to slow his pace.

“Eleanor, are you scared?” he asked, concern lacing his voice.

Head bowed, Eleanor gave a slight nod. “He’s still my biological father, after all. It feels a bit cruel.”

Yates scoffed, “That man? A father? He abandoned you, killed your mother, and left you to fend for yourself. He’s nothing.”

Eleanor glanced at him, not bothering to argue, and simply said, “Maybe it’s because I’m pregnant. All this drama is making me uneasy.”

Yates, oblivious to her underlying feelings, instinctively suggested, “If you’re not feeling well, you should go rest.”

should I go?” Eleanor

control room is

had planned to go there anyway, nodded without a hint of emotion, “Sounds

gaze to her belly, harboring Bernard’s child, something he truly wished she wouldn’t bring into the world. But since they had struck a deal, as long as Eleanor remained with the Sharp family,

by his men. He told Eleanor to rest up in the lounge and that he would return to grant her full access rights to

left, her expression darkened, a storm of complex emotions brewing behind her

spicy snacks. “Pick whatever you like,” he said, offering a

Peterson, “I just wanted

deep breath, “What do you want to

putting away the snacks, Eleanor looked up at him, “I want to know what

your husband is with Area Opaca, and he works for us.” Peterson was reluctant to reveal more, and Eleanor didn’t press him. Instead, she lowered her head to her swelling belly. “Peterson, I grew up an orphan.

pang of guilt hit Peterson, sensing the hardships Eleanor must have endured. However, he was raised by his grandfather who had invested so much in him, could he

Peterson, who was visibly torn. “Before Bernard left, we broke up. If there hadn’t been anything