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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she had sprung from, suddenly demanding their deference and even taking away their status as the first and second ladies in

spoke up, rebuking them by stating that the titles of first and second ladies in

other three sisters, who turned on her,

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

and

chose that moment to emerge from a stall, nonchalantly washing

hands with an

wide-eyed and stumbling over apologies, assuring her that they didn’t mean any harm and that

me or not is immaterial to me. But treating your own sisters with such cruelty–I simply can’t accept your apology.” With that, she walked away, only to see Peterson looking longingly

understood that Peterson’s crush was that gentle girl-Starry, the

a child, Eleanor might have told Peterson that Starry had also harbored feelings for him, that their affection was mutual. But Starry’s

Eleanor. “I thought you’d break it off with him after finding out. But here you are, still able to hold his

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