A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1376

“Alright, now that the deal’s done, how about we head downstairs and wrap up tonight’s dinner?” Yates extended a hand, the very picture of a gentleman, towards Eleanor.

Eleanor stared at the hand before her, stained with the blood of bad deeds, and let out a wry chuckle.

She had yearned for a life untouched by the mud of the world, a tranquil existence, yet here she was, willingly stepping into the fray.

With a swallow of her rage and disappointment towards Yates, she placed her hand into his palm, playing her part in the final act of the night.

After the guests had filed out, Yates turned to the girls his family had adopted, instructing them to take good care of Eleanor, to harbor no resentment against her. His every word was a veiled concern for Eleanor. In truth, aside from his shadowy dealings with Area Opaca, Yates had always treated Eleanor quite decently. Had he not been the founder of Area Opaca, it was possible that Eleanor could have come to see him as a grandfather figure in the long days to come.

The Sharp family had taken in four girls in total, each one legally under the guardianship of two uncles, and they all bore the surname Sharp. One of them was a brand designer at Faustina Enterprises, and she was gentle and obedience.

Eleanor had such impression towards her because she overheard a conversation in the restroom, where the adopted girls were gossiping about her.

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couldn’t fathom where she had sprung from, suddenly demanding their deference and even taking away their status as the

by stating that the titles of first and second ladies in the Sharp family rightfully belonged to Emilia and Eleanor and that they were

who turned on her, eventually

secret revealed, the gentle girl lost her composure. First, she denied ever loving Peterson, then warned the other three to watch their step or

bold declaration, she grabbed a tissue, shouldered past her sisters, and stormed out of the restroom, leaving

from a stall, nonchalantly washing her hands at

hands with

uttering a word, she left them there, wide-eyed and stumbling over apologies, assuring her that they didn’t mean any

with such cruelty–I simply can’t accept your apology.” With that, she walked

love and gradually understood that Peterson’s crush was that gentle girl-Starry, the fourth adopted daughter in the Sharp family.

told Peterson that Starry had also harbored feelings for him, that their affection

with him after finding out. But here you are, still able to hold his hand and

the understanding that rashness solves nothing. Only through endurance can one plot a course