Chapter 1401
Yates expression froze as he stared into Eleanor’s eyes, brimming with hatred. For a fleeting moment,
he saw in Eleanor the reflection of a woman he once knew-Pauline Hardy. She had the same fiery spirit
back then.
Perhaps it was for Pauline’s sake that Yates managed to swallow his rage, choosing not to retaliate
against the rebellious Eleanor. “Peterson Sharp,” he said in a calmer tone than expected, “take Eleanor
back to the control room for some rest.” Peterson had braced for his grandfather to explode in fury,
maybe even to strike Eleanor in anger. He was taken aback when all Yates did was calmly instruct him
to escort Eleanor away. Was it out of some sense of debt?
Unable to fathom Yates’ thoughts, Peterson took Eleanor by the hand and led her away. Eleanor was
ready to jump in and defend Peterson, but he subtly motioned for her to hold her ground. The priority
was to find a way to leave Area Opaca, not to waste time bickering in this ce.
Eleanor read the situation and unclenched her fists, following Peterson out. Yet, as their footsteps
crossed the threshold, Yates’ icy voice trailed them from behind, “Eleanor, before you came to Area
Opaca, you promised me you’d always stay with the Sharp family. Remember?”
Eleanor stopped in her tracks and turned to face Yates, who sat at the control panel like a judge over
life and death. “The promise I made was based on you not deceiving me. You broke that trust. How can
you expect me to keep my word?”
Yates, anticipating her change of heart, simply nodded. “If the promise is void, then you’ll rece
Bernard Laurence and stay in Area Opaca forever.”
A shadow crossed Eleanor’s eyes, and Yates looked past her to Peterson, “You will stay in the istion
cell until I’ve dealt with Bernard. Then I’ll set you free.”
The mention of dealing with Bernard ignited a spark of fury in Eleanor, “Yates, your vendetta should be
with the former members of the Siren Organization, not with Bernard, who knows nothing and wasn’t
even born yet!”
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What she meant was that Yates had chosen the wrong target for his revenge, but Yates didn’t see it
that way, “They vited your grandmother, they all deserve to die, and I won’t spare a single one.”
Faced with a Yates consumed by hatred, Eleanor was incensed, “Then go after those who harmed
Pauline! What has Bernard done? He’s innocent!”
Yates didn’t bother to argue further. He raised his hand, and the men in ck by his side immediately
stepped forward, seizing Peterson’s arms, “Mr. Peterson, pleasee with us.”
Peterson had the authorization to leave Area Opaca; Eleanor did not. Yates wouldn’t hold Eleanor
captive-only Peterson. Watching her brother being forcibly taken away, Eleanor’s anger boiled over,
“Yates, I will never forgive you for this.”
The moment she discovered the truth, Yates had predicted this oue and was unfazed, “That’s
alright. As long as my granddaughter stays by my side, one day, you’ll understand your grandfather’s
actions.”
After uttering these words, Yates stood up and walked past Eleanor toward the istion cell, leaving
her clenching her fists in frustration. With Bernard gone, trapped in Area Opaca, she would be a
hindrance once Bernard returned for revenge.
Eleanor, frowning at the control panel, impulsively walked over. But s, she didn’t understand the
system and could only vent by randomly hitting buttons.
The whole base was thrown into chaos, with broadcast announcements and mechanical rms
confusing the yers below and prompting the operators in the middle sector to spring into action.
Unperturbed by the news, Yates told his men to ignore themotion and let Eleanor vent. He
followed Peterson into the istion cell, where he picked up a whip andshed at Peterson’s back until
he was bloodied and nearly unconscious. Only then did Yates stop and deliver a chilling warning,
“Keep quiet about the chip in Bernard’s head, or don’t me me for disregarding our family ties.”
With that, Yates threw down the whip and left the cell, securing it with several locks to prevent
Peterson’s escape and Eleanor’s interference.
After securing the area, Yates took a handkerchief from one of his men and asked, “Is the demolition
set?”
The man replied with deference, “It’s all set up, sir. The charges are also in ce around the
perimeter.”
Yates nodded in satisfaction, “When Bernardes back, notify the men to evacuate through the
escape tunnels.”
He had nted a tracker in Bernard’s brain, knowing Bernard’s every move, ensuring the safety of his
men-even as the
charges wereid in the mountains, nowhere near Area Opaca.
Yates was a strategist who never engaged in frontal assaults but preferred to eliminate his enemies
without sacrificing a single one of his soldiers. Now, he waited for the S Organization’s helicopter to
land, to witness its obliteration without leaving a trace.