Chapter 1391

Eleanor stepped out of the room and made her way down the long corridor, her heels clicking against the polished floor. As she passed the boardroom, a thunderous voice echoed through the half-open door. It was Yates, and he was in a foul mood, berating the staff.

“You pull a stunt like that again, and I swear, the folks from District B2 will be cut off from the central betting pool. Then we’ll see how you like making

ends meet!”

Eleanor paused, peering through the doorway. At that precise moment, Yates caught sight of her and his voice dropped to a hush, “Everyone out, now.”

Once the room had emptied, Yates gestured to her with a softened tone, “Come in, Eleanor.”

After a moment’s hesitation, she entered the room and sat down at his indication.

No sooner had she settled into the chair than Yates opened a drawer and took out a jar of sour plums, setting it before her, “All set?”

Just as Eleanor was about to respond, Yates leaned across her, his gaze fixing on Bernard, who was passing by outside, “Number 9, come on in.”

brief moment of surprise

done with your tasks

his fists behind his back,

unit during a client pickup. I

had harbored doubts that Yates knew about Bernard’s true identity and was using it to force a breakup between them.

truth, but hearing Yates’

he would never let him leave

master of strategy and manipulation, outplaying even Bernard, who only realized Yates’ intent when he was summoned into

to leave, concealed any abnormal reaction, showing only deference to his superior, “I’m

Eleanor called out

the elevator, leaving the boardroom behind. Bernard followed, knowing she wanted to verify his

Yates had anticipated this,

was unmatched in the art of manipulation. Bernard, powerless to fight back, had no choice but to contain his

the control panel and began the verification process: palm, fingerprints, iris, face, full body. The process was smooth, a clear

fought back a rising sorrow and joined him in silence.

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