Chapter 1403

Seeing Bernard in such a state, Aidyn and Scott exchanged a knowing glance. They simultaneously pushed their car doors open and rushed toward him. “Mr. Laurence!”

“Sir!”

The sight of two burly men, their eyes brimming with tears, lunging toward him, touched Bernard’s heart. Yet instinctively, his legs took a step back.

As Aidyn and Scott noticed Bernard retreating, a moment of understanding passed between them-‘Back off, man!

Respecting his space, they stopped in their tracks, still looking at Bernard with eyes full of unshed tears. The man stood before them, bathed in the light, looking so radiant it almost seemed he shone.

“Mr. Laurence, you’re finally back, thank God! We were worried sick!”

After a few seconds of intense gaze, Bernard lifted his slender fingers and patted Aidyn and Scott on their shoulders.

“Sorry for worrying you guys.”

His voice was as calm as ever, and the touch on their shoulders inexplicably brought a sense of security to Aidyn and Scott. It felt as if with Mr. Laurence’s return, any problem could be resolved.

Aidyn and Scott led Bernard to a sleek black car, held the door open for him, and once he was inside, they got

the car, Aidyn and Scott each shared their distress about not finding Bernard for the past six months. The conversation quickly turned

me who was more freaked out about Mr.

was the one who

lips. It seemed at that moment he really felt alive. But his smile faded as quickly as it appeared, darkening at

clench, and his fingers tightened into

through the rearview mirror, Aidyn ceased

in Area Opaca? Why didn’t

be inseparable after a reunion. There must be

silent, his brooding gaze revealing the conflict that must

connection to Area Opaca, Aidyn didn’t press further. Instead, he asked about what happened there. Bernard briefly touched on the

Scott dropped the subject. But after a long silence, he suddenly turned and

true… that Caleb

grown up with Caleb and couldn’t accept his death, especially by something as trivial as a snakebite.

the battlefield or doing something meaningful, not from

Caleb was like firing a bullet into Bernard’s already wounded heart. The visceral image of blood and pain

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