A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1312

Chapter 1312

At the sound of the voice, Bernard turned around, his face cold, to see Sophie Ratliff sauntering towards him in her high heels. Behind her were Mr. Ben, armed with a controller, and a group of security personnel dressed in black, all tasked with protecting the two of them.

Bernard’s icy gaze was fixated on the controller in Mr. Ben’s hands. He held a list of the members in Siren Organization, and 1-2 thought highly of him and had given him the controller for Bernard’s chip.

Should Bernard make a move against Sophie, Mr. Ben would manipulate him using the controller. If he tried to attack Mr. Ben, 1-2 would activate the chip, causing him pain and forcing him into submission. A closed loop had already been formed amongst them.

It didn’t matter who held the controller. The main concern was whether Eleanor could leave, a decision that 1-2 had also handed over to Sophie. Now, Sophie held

Eleanor’s life in her hands.

Bernard lifted his frosty gaze, coldly locking eyes with Sophie, “Where’s the console to override the permissions?”

The console he’d used earlier didn’t work. Only by replaceing the one that controlled the chip could he break the program.

“It’s with 1-2. Unfortunately, you don’t have access to the upper district, so you can’t replace him, nor can you break the program that keeps you within Area Opaca.”

Every time Sophie approached Bernard, she found herself on the receiving end of a ruthless attack. This time, she came prepared, bringing a group of men in black who had previously subdued Bernard at the Death Door.

Despite Bernard’s incredible combat abilities, he was outnumbered and once again was dragged away by the security personnel for a chip implant surgery.

The image of Bernard, his skull being cut open and blood pouring out, yet not making a single sound, stirred Sophie’s emotions. But Bernard was ungrateful! Despite her pleas to the men in black to not hollow out his brain and instead implant a chip, and even helping him hide his true identity, Bernard was indifferent upon waking up, his mind solely focused on that damn Eleanor.

Well, in that case, she would show them what a real life-or-death game looked like!

“I traded a list of 10 members of Siren Organization for half an hour. She won’t be harmed within that time, but after that, the snipers will..”

Sophie made a shooting gesture with her hand and brought it to her lips, mimicking the sound of a gunshot. She then broke into a sinister laugh, the cross-shaped scar on her face looking even more terrifying as she laughed.

Enraged, Bernard didn’t care if the broken screen would cut his hand. He pulled out a shard and, moving swiftly, lunged towards Sophie!

Bernard was agile, but he was no match for technology. With a mere press on the controller, Mr. Ben sent a wave of excruciating pain through Bernard’s head, -causing his eyes to turn bloodshot and his face deathly pale…

He had suffered from a brain tumor before and could not bear the pain of having a chip implanted. Unfortunately, the chip developed by 1-2 was designed to control pain receptors, causing agonizing pain each time it was activated.

Despite his pain, Bernard didn’t utter a sound. Looking at his lips trembling, Sophie waved her hand, and Mr. Ben swiftly turned off the pain system.

Sophie looked at Bernard, a crooked smile on her lips. Silently moving her lips, she told him, “Bernard, you’re the leader of Siren Organization, as are Evan and Mr. Penrod. If you don’t negotiate with me, your names, along with those of the others, will appear in 1-2’s program room in an hour.”

The murderous intent in Bernard’s eyes was chillingly cold. Once he had gotten Eleanor out, he would kill them all, then infiltrate the upper district as planned, eliminate 1-2, destroy the chip program, and then replace 1-1 and 1-3 who had never visited Area Opaca. After all this, he could safely return home, to the home he shared with Eleanor.

In the exclusive space of the ninth round of the game, Eleanor obediently stayed within the Life Door. She crouched in the corner, hugging her arms and curling up. Her frail figure seemed even more fragile at this moment.

The silence was deafening, only broken by her soft breathing, a reminder that she was not just a porcelain doll, but a living being. But this being had hollow, lifeless

eyes.

On the screen of the Life Door, a countdown was displayed. When the time came, the elevator-like area she was in would slowly descend, taking her where she was meant to go.

As she waited in despair, a cold and aloof figure slowly entered from outside the door. Eleanor looked up, and as her eyes met his, a spark of light flickered in her

eyes.

“Honey!” She sprang up from the floor and ran towards Bernard. But before she could reach him, a document was thrust in front of her. The hand holding the document was slender and attractive – unmistakably Bernard’s.

Following the hand to the document, she saw two bold black letters-Divorce Agreement. The sight of these words was like a hand clutching her heart, the pain so intense that she could hardly breathe.