Chapter 1392

Eleanor, with the quiet resolve of one who cannot bear to face the heartache of departure, left her words hanging in the cool morning air as she took a step back and turned away.

Other expectant mothers glowed with a hearty roundness, but Eleanor, even in pregnancy, seemed frail, as if a gentle breeze might topple her.

Bernard watched her fragile silhouette retreating, his heart aching so fiercely that he could no longer contain himself. He called out her name, his voice trembling with emotion, “Eleanor.”

At the sound of his quavering voice, Eleanor’s pace slowed, but she did not turn around. She was waiting for him to say, “Let’s go together, but the words

never came.

“I’ll come back with the might of the Siren Organization. Don’t stay in Area Opaca, it’s too dangerous,” he said instead.

With those words, Eleanor’s hope sank. She nodded slightly, then without looking back, quickened her steps toward the entrance of the District A mansion.

This time, Bernard didn’t call out to stop her. No matter how much he wanted to, he simply couldn’t. Because he knew as long as he left, Yates wouldn’t harm her.

But it tore at his soul to let Eleanor walk away without looking back. Sensing his reluctance, Eleanor paused after a few steps, turned around, and

two things I forgot to tell you,” she said with a steadiness that belied her turmoil. “The Siren Organization was founded before you were born, back then it

its members once kill my grandmother. You might find a lead there, tracing back

as Darkness-existed long before his birth? But Mr. Penrod had told him that the Siren Organization was created

birth, it meant Mr. Penrod had been deceiving him all along. But why?

in front of

Nine, I’ve been instructed to take you to Thailand. Let

the woman standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. She must have seen him through surveillance, his

his rage and heartache, Bernard stepped into

her cheeks. She stepped out of the mansion, gazing up at

Bernard inside the helicopter,

into a speck amid the canopy of trees until she vanished from sight. Only then did Bernard look away, his eyes cold

or fear his return for vengeance. Whether it was audacity or

head for Caleb, and avenge the members lost in the biohazard zone. Regardless of Mr. Penrod’s deceit,

hatred suppressing the pain of losing Eleanor, Bernard relaxed his tense and sore

of vengeance was meant for his ears.

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