A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1425

Yates’ voice rose sharply, filled with boundless rage that seemed poised to crush Xavier on the spot.

Bernard glanced sideways with a cool detachment, his voice calm and frosty as he nonchalantly revealed Xavier’s whereabouts.

“Greenfield, Westbrook.”

These locales were Xavier’s usual haunts, but whether he had changed his base was of no concern to Bernard.

Having relayed the information, Bernard shifted his piercing, solitary gaze from Yates and through the bulletproof glass, he fixed it onto Eleanor. “Let her go.”

Upon receiving his enemy’s location, Yates followed Bernard’s line of sight to Eleanor.

The murderous intent that filled his eyes began to recede as they rested on the face that bore a resemblance to another.

Using Eleanor to extract the information he sought seemed to have achieved his goal, but in reality, it was a complete and utter defeat. Yates lowered his lashes, his eyes fixed on the control panel. A simple press of the release button would free the couple from this place. He had wanted Eleanor to stay by his side, to accompany him through the final stretch of life’s journey.”

But now, knowing that Pauline’s death was a consequence of his own actions, it all seemed meaningless. There’s an old saying, “An eye for an eye,” even if indirectly responsible, one still bears the weight of a life.

His hands were stained with blood, yet he never felt the guilt, except for Pauline. She could easily breach his defenses.

Hatred had sustained him, torturously, through the decades. Now, this vendetta that had fallen on his shoulders was ready to end. Just a hint of regret lingered…

All the effort spent trapping Eleanor, claiming it was for atonement, had amounted to nothing but harm.

The damage done by tearing a couple apart was irreversible, but it could still be mitigated in time.

withdrew his gaze and raised his finger towards the control panel.

As his fingertip was about to press the release button, a

of the bargaining chip? What about our enemy?” Recognizing the voice, Yates turned

has nothing to do

with her, but we need to borrow

grew colder. “What now? You’re going to defy my orders, choose to

sneered coldly, “And what else should we do? Follow your orders blindly, to kill or

tools for your personal vendetta?”

founded Area Opaca exploiting people’s desire for vengeance against the

for the Sharp family’s influence, those who had joined would not have

to play the good guy and release the hostage, but the

from the moment you ordered Peterson to kill Kermit, we stopped

waver then, and if not for the goal to take down the Siren Organization in one fell

Yates, looked past his white hair at

we make

indifferent, stared back without a word, his silence and demeanor that of a

2-5 had learned during

just like with Yates,

let your wife go, but you

his defiant eyes, coldly

“What price?”

as

room, felt her heart seize and her face drained of color upon