A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1295

Chapter 1295

Feeling the weight of a wrong decision, Robin hung his head, his voice quiet and submissive as he apologized to her.

“I’m sorry.”

Eleanor wanted to rebuke him, but as she met his gaze, she was reminded of Bernard.

Every time he messed up, he would apologize in the same quiet, submissive way.

In the end, she said nothing, giving him a glimmer of acknowledgment before returning her attention to the control panel.

“Attention players, please proceed to your designated areas.”

The electronic voice faded, and the door reopened, revealing not the previous scene, but a staircase leading upward.

White light poured down from above the quadruple staircase, reminiscent of the entrance to heaven.

“Players, you have one minute to reach your designated areas.”

“Those who fail to arrive on time will be executed.”

“Let me repeat, those who fail to arrive on time will be executed.”

“Countdown begins now, 60, 59, 58…”

With the countdown pressing on, Eleanor and Robin had no time to think. They quickly started climbing the stairs, which had four turns, like passing through the stages of youth, adulthood, middle age, and entering the realm of the elderly.

But these were just Eleanor’s guess, as the surroundings were enclosed by heavy white walls, blocking all view.

When they reached the fourth level, there were already around ten people there, casually chatting among themselves. One of them was the flamboyantly dressed Scarface Man who quirked an eyebrow at their arrival.

“Why are you two still handcuffed?”

His words drew the attention of the other players, all eyes turning to Eleanor and Robin.

“Were you two forced to come here?”

“Isn’t this game supposed to be voluntary?”

Robin, used to acting superior, didn’t bother to respond.

Eleanor remained composed and aloof, standing to one side.

A few of the men, upon seeing Eleanor’s beauty and figure, had a spark in their eyes.

“Hey, missy, did this guy trick you into coming here?”

Eleanor said nothing.

“Heh, you seem quite haughty. I wonder how you’d play.”

At his words, Robin, holding Eleanor’s hand, stormed over. His foot shot out, aiming for the man’s groin with a swift kick.

“Ah-!”

Caught off guard, the man groaned in pain, clutching his groin as he fell to the floor.

“Watch your mouth!”

After his warning, Robin kicked him a few more times until the man begged for mercy.

“Behave, or you’ll end up like him!”

Seeing Robin’s violent temper, the other players quickly quieted down, no longer ogling Eleanor.

Eleanor, in turn, looked at Robin, replaceing his silhouette gradually growing more imposing.

“Thank you.”

“So, you’re not mad at me anymore?”

Robin’s thick eyelashes lowered, his eyes full of hope as he looked at Eleanor.

“Yes.”

Eleanor nodded lightly, realizing she couldn’t blame him alone.

Seeing her forgiveness, Robin’s lips curved into a satisfied smile.

“Attention, players.”

The moment the electronic voice started, the previously empty floor raised to reveal four gaming rooms.

Each room had three seats, in front of which was a square white table. Opposite the table was a large, square red door, its purpose unknown.

“Now, there are four gaming rooms in front of you. Please choose your seats.”

Before Eleanor and Robin could move, the other players rushed forward, grabbing the best seats.

Their rush left only the 4th room, an unlucky number no one wanted.

Eleanor and Robin shared a look before walking over, followed by Scarface Man.

As Robin took his seat, he saw Scarface Man following them and frowned.

“Why are you following us?”

Scarface Man shrugged.

“There are only twelve people and four gaming rooms, each with three seats. I didn’t have a choice.”

Robin had no retort, but he kept his guard up. Their seats were close together, and he was wary that Scarface Man might push them into the ‘death door’ to save himself when it opened.

Robin remained on high alert, and Eleanor did the same.

After all, in such a mixed bag of a place, it was necessary to be cautious.