Chapter 1378

The name Eleanor sent an electric jolt through Bernard’s long-stagnant heart, igniting a spark in his dim eyes.

“Eleanor’s news?”

She and the child she carried had sunk to the depths of the sea. What news could there possibly be? Yates remained silent, his stare fixed on Bernard with an intensity that spoke volumes.

The anxious man, seeing no response, felt his temper darken, “Speak up!”

After a drawn silence, Yates stepped back, sinking into a sofa with the weight of unsaid words. “You think Eleanor’s dead, don’t you?”

Bernard’s eyes flickered with a storm of emotions before settling into a shade of skepticism.

“If you’re here to play me with some fake information of her survival, just get out.”

Sophie and Cameron would never let Eleanor off the hook. Who would save her? Who could?

He didn’t believe it, and Yates, unhurried, gestured to Peterson with a flick of his cigarette-bearing fingers, “Show him the video.”

With understanding, Peterson pulled out his phone, opening a video sent from a photographer at the family reunion. He placed it before Bernard’s eyes.

pear tree, clad in a champagne gown, her gaze lost in the crowd. The breeze

taken tonight.

was deaf to Yates’ words, his misty eyes locked

face, her features, her expression – unchanged. It couldn’t be a fake. So… she wasn’t

into Bernard’s eyes that struggled against tears. With each throb of his heart came a pang of pain, even his palms ached. His trembling fingers reached out, yearning to touch that face on the screen, but he lacked the strength, his hand falling helplessly

the video to look at Peterson, his

behind his mask, met those reddened eyes, feeling a twinge of guilt but ignoring the questioning look. He took away

followed Peterson, shifting to Yates. It was ironic – his enemy stood before him, yet in his powerlessness, he sought their mercy, “Tell me the truth, and I’ll agree to your

what the terms were. For Eleanor, he would agree to anything. Yates saw it; Bernard was hopelessly in love with

enemies, and that chip in his brain a catalyst for their bitter rift – meant… Yates was determined to pull

pushed her into the sea, then went back and

calmness that made it hard for Bernard to believe, “How could

kill Eleanor… why would he rescue her?

the sea, Eleanor revealed to Cameron that she

had revealed the secret to save her life, only to be cast

reason was believable. Bernard’s spark of life reignited. Like the rebirth of spring, it gave him

long as Eleanor lived, the world was beautiful to him. In that instant, he even felt gratitude towards Cameron for saving Eleanor.

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