Chapter 1383

If Yates weren’t the founder of Area Opaca, Eleanor might have found his actions somewhat touching.

But at that moment, she felt nothing, simply quickening her pace to keep up with his stride.

Peterson was the one behind the wheel, and there were no other passengers.

Eleanor thus confirmed her earlier suspicion: aside from Peterson, the rest of the Sharp clan were oblivious to Area Opaca’s existence.

She scoffed at Yates’ ability to deceive, while he tried to impress upon her just how ruthless the Siren Organization was, and the extent of suffering its victims within Area Opaca had endured.

Yates’ attempts at indoctrination bored Eleanor. She threw him a few sarcastic remarks, turned her head away, and started to memorize the route as the landscape whizzed by outside the window…

The journey was long, entailing a drive, followed by a helicopter ride, a ferry crossing, and several more rotations of helicopter transport, spanning an entire day and night, before reaching an unnamed mountaintop.

Eleanor suspected Yates was deliberately taking a roundabout route to prevent her from memorizing the path. Yet, as they transferred from one mode of transportation to another with such familiarity, it didn’t quite seem so.

steering wheel, his voice laced with irritation. “That cunning old man,” he muttered under his breath,

“Hey, the guy founded Area Opaca. If he lacked this kind of counter-surveillance skill, we would’ve toppled

already following Yates and Peterson towards a secluded

pointed out the scattered villas within the mountain’s

That’s District A. The one to the north is District B, to the west is

be a player, she should familiarize herself with the terrain and rules of the game.

then did Eleanor realize that Area Opaca was established

malice. Having

reverence.

learned that the couple were former housekeepers for the Sharp family, well-cared for by Yates, who had provided for them and nurtured their children –

purposes. Yates led her to a

door swing open. Entering Area Opaca wasn’t as simple as stepping through the door; it required an elevator ride, followed by several corridors, before

upper level, directly to the control room

painted with the image of

mask as a reminder to avenge her, always instilling thoughts of vengeance, something that made Eleanor uneasy. Yet, she had her reasons

operators to a meeting in the control room to announce her identity.

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