Chapter 1238


    After Bernard responded with a ‘sure, he lowered his head, tenderly kissed Eleanor’s hair, and said,


    “Sorry, babe, I didn’t mean to worry you.”


    Eleanor then lifted her head from his embrace, looking up at the man with the chiseled jawline, “I saw


    you with Sophie earlier. What’s up with that?”


    Bernard stiffened, apparently not expecting her to have seen Sophie. After hesitating for a moment, he


    casually said, “She’s got a list of members from the Siren Organization. I thought I’d deal with her.”


    The truth was, he was going to take her down, but couldn’t. Sophie was surrounded by people from


    Area Opaca. If Bernard, with his reputation, took her on, they’d start suspecting him. Once that


    happened, infiltrating Area Opaca would not only be harder but also riskier.


    Luckily, he noticed a revealing insignia before he made his move and aborted the n. Otherwise, this


    Sophie situation would’ve thrown a wrench into his entire n.


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    But there was something he couldn’t figure out. V Why didn’t Sophie and Mr. Ben, who knew his


    identity, spill the secret to Area Opaca?


    Did the folks from Area Opaca already know and were just baiting him? But their endgame was to take


    down the leader of Siren Organization. If they already knew who it was, what are they waiting for?


    Bernard mulled over this, thinking it was strange that Sophie and Mr. Ben hadn’t exposed his identity,


    not even to Cameron. They were sitting on some pretty big secrets, and he couldn’t figure out what


    game they were ying.


    When Bernard said ‘deal with her’, Eleanor probably took it to mean ‘teach her a lesson’, not kill her. So


    she bought his exnation pretty quickly, “Did you get the list back, then?”


    Bernard just shook his head, “There’s this guy with her, Mr. Ben, who’s memorized the list. Unless he


    drops dead, the list is out of my reach.”


    Eleanor was about to ask who this Mr. Ben was when she noticed Bernard looking extremely serious,


    his eyes filled with worry.


    At such times, Eleanor didn’t disturb him. After a moment of contemtion, Bernard bent down slightly,


    picked her up again, “I’ll handle my issues. Don’t worry about it. Let’s go celebrate Cedric and Hailey’s


    wedding.”


    Bernard always brought Eleanor peace, never trouble. Even now, with his mind filled with concerns, he


    didn’t want her to worry.


    Understanding his intentions, Eleanor wrapped her arms around his neck and obediently responded,


    “Okay.”


    Her gentleness always soothed Bernard. Her simple words could dispel his gloom and give him the


    courage to forge ahead, no matter the obstacles.


    Witnessing all this, Garett slowly lowered his eyshes, hiding the loneliness in his eyes. Sigrid, who


    was observing him from afar, grabbed a ss of champagne from a waiter and strolled over, “Stop


    staring, have a drink and lighten up.”


    Sigrid’s proffered ss interrupted Garett’s reverie.


    He nced at the champagne, a chilly glint in his eyes.


    “As a doctor, you should know that one should avoid alcohol during recovery. Do I, the patient, need to


    remind you of that?”


    Sigrid imed to have extensive experience in rehabilitation therapy, which was why Garett had agreed


    to let her handle his treatment. However, her ‘experience’ was mostly theoretical and her practical skills


    were quitecking.


    He knew what dietary precautions he needed to take that was the least of his worries. The real


    headache was that she sometimes needed video tutorials to treat him, making him feel like a guinea


    pig.


    Garett nned to fire her, but Sigrid asked for one more month to prove her worth. If she still couldn’t


    deliver, she promised to leave voluntarily. Considering she was Eleanor’s rmendation, Garett


    agreed.


    It wasn’t a month yet, but Garett was already hoping for her failure so she’d leave sooner. Otherwise,


    he feared his condition might wofsen due to her ipetence.


    Sigrid gave Garett a side nce and responded, “Ohe on, a little drink won’t hurt.”


    Ignoring her, Garett had Colter wheel him away. Sigrid followed.


    “Are you really not going to drink?”


    “A little bit can help you relieve stress.”


    “Hey…”


    Garett wasn’t fond of crowds, but he hid within one so that Sigrid won’t find him.


    Sigrid watched his disappearing figure, lifted the champagne ss, and downed it in one gulp.


    Garett was suffering from depression, and Sigrid hoped her approach could help him out of it, Garett,


    however, didn’t understand this. But Sigrid didn’t mind his misunderstanding. As long as the final result


    was good, that was all that mattered.


    Chase McCall, from afar, watched Sigrid drinking alone. He paused, then moved, and finally just


    watched Sigrid from a distance through the crowd…


    Latonia’stepped out from the banquet hall, saw Chase watching Sigrid, and felt a pang of sympathy for


    his yearning yet hesitant demeanor.


    After a moment’s hesitation, she approached Chase, “Mr. Chase, why don’t you go greet to Sigrid?”