A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1282

Chapter 1282 

Eleanor shook her head at Scott. “It’s nothing, just a little sleeping problem. Got the doc to prescribe me some extra pills” 

As Scott reached to take the bottle of pills from Eleanor, she smoothly dodged his attempt. “It’s a small thing, I can handle it.” 

Scott didn’t press further, his gaze instead fixed on the golden leaf in her hand. From his distance, he hadn’t been able to see the word on the back of the leaf or the accompanying note earlier. All he knew was that it had been delivered to her by a little girl, on behalf of some man. 

This was Eleanor’s personal business, and Scott knew better than to pry. After all, his primary job was to ensure Eleanor’s safety, not to meddle in her private affairs. 

As Eleanor turned to leave, she spotted Robin lingering by the entrance of the hospital. Tall and lean like Bernard, he stood bathed in backlight, hands in his pockets, waiting for her. 

She hesitated for a moment before walking over to him. Robin said to her, “Ride with me.” 

After a moment of consideration, Eleanor followed Robin out. Scott wanted to join her, but Robin blocked his path. Just when they were about to argue, Eleanor put a stop to it, “Scott, wait for me outside the car.” 

Reluctantly, Scott stood by the vehicle, his gaze fixed on Robin through the tinted windows. Robin, however, was looking past Eleanor’s pale, thin face, to the bottle of pills in her hands, “Are you okay?” 

Eleanor gave him a faint smile, “I’m fine.” 

After a few seconds of silence, Robin spoke again, “I asked you to go back and clarify things with Evan, then come to me for answers. Is it time?” Confused, Eleanor asked, “Why do you need to know all this?” 

Robin explained, “I’m the vice president of the Premier Entrepreneurs’ League. Siren Organization, backed by powerful families, has repeatedly targeted our association, causing significant losses. It’s my responsibility to investigate Siren Organization and provide answers to the members of our alliance.” 

Eleanor retorted with a cold laugh, “But the Siren Organization only eliminated the cancers of the business world.” 

Robin didn’t disagree. “I don’t deny that Siren Organization targeted the cancers, but there’s a reason they exist. They won’t disappear forever just because you forcefully remove them.” 

Robin understood that in this world, where there is sunshine, there is bound to be darkness. It’s like wild grass sprouting under the spring breeze-impossible to remove entirely and always entangling everything in its path. 

But what did it matter to Eleanor? “They’re gone now, and knowing all this won’t change a thing. You’ve already figured it out on your own. I don’t have anything to tell you.” 

The information Eleanor had about “S” wasn’t as comprehensive as what Robin knew. Maybe he knew more than Robin did. 

Robin wasn’t bothered. “Just tell me one thing: did they go to Area Opaca?” 

Eleanor was surprised that Robin knew about Area Opaca. She gripped the box in her hands a little tighter. She wasn’t sure if Robin was connected to Area Opaca, and she didn’t know how to respond. 

Seeing her nervous demeanor, Robin realized he was right. “No wonder they died inside.” 

Eleanor paused, astonished, looking at him. “You know about Area Opaca?” 

Robin, leaning back in his seat, glanced at Eleanor nonchalantly. “Heard of it.” 

As the president of the Premier Entrepreneurs’ League, how could he not know about the lawless region known as Area Opaca? 

“Do you know where Area Opaca is, what it’s like inside, why some people who enter can leave while others can’t, and why they target Siren Organization?” Faced with Eleanor’s string of questions, Robin didn’t answer. He just stared at her with his deep, penetrating eyes. 

“Do you want to go?” 

Eleanor felt her heart race under his scrutinizing gaze but managed to shake her head. 

Robin shifted in his seat, sizing up Eleanor’s delicate frame. “With that fragile body of yours, you should stay home.” 

His tone dripped with disdain and mockery, making Eleanor uncomfortable. She pursed her lips and ignored Robin. 

Sitting next to her, Robin occasionally glanced at the silent Eleanor, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say. He eventually fell silent. 

The atmosphere inside the car became eerie and quiet. Robin grew restless; the small space was filled with a faint fragrance of a woman, and it stirred his heart in a chaotic manner. 

“Mr. Spencer.” 

Just when he was about to lose his composure, Eleanor spoke up. 

“Could you give me some of your sleeping pills?” 

Robin followed her gaze to the sleeping pills on the storage compartment. He had anger management issues, so taking sleeping pills was normal. But why did Eleanor want them?