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.”

Eleanor asked, seizing

control room is yours. Rest there,” Yates replied, decisively.

go there anyway, nodded without a hint of emotion, “Sounds good.

bring into the world. But since they had struck a deal, as long as Eleanor remained with the Sharp family, he could maneuver the situation, regardless of the child’s paternity.

the control room, she went without protest, while Yates was called away on urgent business by his men. He told Eleanor to rest up in the lounge and that he

but as soon as he left, her expression darkened, a storm of complex

the door with an armful of spicy snacks. “Pick whatever you like,” he

the door, then turned to Peterson, “I just

deep breath, “What do

Eleanor looked up at him, “I want to know

Eleanor, much shorter than himself, “All I know is that 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

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

left, we broke up. If there hadn’t been anything odd about Sophie’s death, I might not have put two and two