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.”

I go?” Eleanor asked, seizing the

Area Opaca. The control room is yours. Rest there,” Yates

had planned to go there anyway, nodded without a hint of emotion, “Sounds good. There’s a lounge, perfect for a pregnant woman like

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

told Eleanor to rest in 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 would return to grant her

‘okay’, but as soon as he left, her expression

long, Peterson arrived, knocking on the door with an armful of spicy snacks. “Pick whatever

Peterson, “I just wanted an excuse to have a word

a deep breath, “What do you want

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

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

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

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