A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1278

Scott nodded, assuring her to stay home and wait for Bernard’s return. Nina, always understanding, said, “I’ll wait here for Uncle Bernard. He promised to see me grow up.”

Children are easy to lie to, but Scott couldn’t lie to himself. He raised his eyes to the setting sun, hoping that like the sun, Mr. Law would rise again after his disappearance.

As he sat with the child, waiting for the person inside the house to emerge, a car pulled up. Bryson, the gatekeeper, startled from his reverie at the sound of the horn. Propping up his aging body, he peered at the person in the car. Recognizing who it was, Bryson, with trembling hands, pressed the button to open the gate.

Today was a special day. Eleanor had given the staff the day off, but Bryson, having been with Bernard for so long, was considered more family than employee and had taken over the gatekeeper’s duties.

Like Scott, Bryson had guessed that Bernard was gone, but he clung to Bernard’s final words, to care for Eleanor at all costs, not to let her come to any harm.

So, even though his heart was filled with grief, enough to affect his aging body, Bryson stayed at Fiord Roundabout, silently accompanying the remaining lady of

the house.

The car sped through the garden and stopped abruptly outside the castle. The passenger door swung open and Aidyn, clad in black, quickly got out of the car.

“Scott!” Aidyn, his face pale with anger, stormed over to Scott, grabbed his collar, and hauled him up from his seat.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier that Mr. Laurence was going to the Area Opaca?!”

that Bernard was going on a business trip to North Funland, so he assumed it was a regular trip, given his usual absences of three months to half a year. Who could have guessed that

a risk, and you kept it

earlier, he would have

stared back at Aidyn, “What good would it do if you went,

least there would be one more person to protect

a cold laugh escaping his lips,”If Caleb couldn’t escape, what makes

the Siren Organization, just Bernard’s assistant. Did he think he could change anything by

fists, landing a punch square on Scott’s face.

as good as Caleb, but I wouldn’t hide here like you!”

his fury ignited by these words, swung back, and a fight broke out.

men throwing punches at

of a child brought the two brawling men to

bruised men sat on the grass, their backs to the setting sun, heads hanging

is pregnant, so he didn’t want to involve you. And

stiffened, and a wave of grief washed over him, “Mr. Laurence

doing so, Mr. Laurence could never

look at Aidyn, whose mouth was stained with blood.

the Siren Organization, was