A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1422

Bernard seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to reading Yates’ mind. His deep pupils flicked over the shoulder to the team behind him.

The Sirens, known for their tight-knit operations, often needed no more than a shared glance to understand their leader’s intentions.

Evan and Gianna slowed their pace, and the others followed suit, halting their approach.

For Yates, using Eleanor as a bargaining chip was nothing more than a desperate ploy of a man at his wit’s end.

They’d play along for now, and the moment Bernard stepped in, the rest would jam the surveillance systems and follow suit. They had plenty of tricks up their sleeves for dealing with Yates, so it didn’t matter if Bernard went in alone. After all, the Sirens, Evan, Gianna, Aidyn, Robin-they all had Bernard’s back.

With an air of indifference, Bernard punched in the code, and the white, square walls slid open swiftly from either side.

Bernard strode through the opening, and as he did, the automatic doors snapped shut with startling speed.

The dark corridor lit up, one bulb at a time, leading to the elevator entrance.

Bernard walked along the polished concrete, through the corridor, step by step toward the elevator.

Descending about five floors, a faint light shone through the glass, casting shadows.

It was the incandescent light from the emergency room, reflecting off the elevator glass, slightly glaring. Bernard’s eyes, beneath his thick brows, met the light as he faced Yates, standing in the corridor.

Between them lay a few yards and countless infrared beams.

from Bernard, and the bullets

to take

his words. Beneath his thick brows, his gaze moved past the infrared

“Eleanor?” he asked.

pressed a button on the control panel, and the door

up on the bed, suddenly looked up

but, unfortunately, as it did, a bulletproof glass barrier slammed

her surroundings clearly, including the man standing

the door opened, Bernard lifted his gaze, brilliant as stars, to meet hers. Their eyes locked, fixated

figure before her, and after a long moment, she pushed herself up from the bed, using the headboard for support,

gazed with misty eyes at the man

her longing for him in her

to

voice, Eleanor’s pale lips curved into a soft, tranquil smile.

Her consent meant she was willing to

what, he was

usually stern face, as if her willingness to hold on made

deep affection for a long, long moment before

go, and I’ll tell you everything I

Bernard looked at Yates, the tenderness in his eyes evaporated, replaced by a chill that spread rapidly.

shift in Bernard’s demeanor, turned his attention away from Eleanor and looked at Bernard impassively.