Chapter 363
When the plane touched down in W City, Eleanor was beat.
Pearce, however, was still chipper, having endured the long haul flight.
Once off the plane, he promptly whisked Eleanor off to the hotel…
He seemed to know W City like the back of his hand.
Seeing Pearce’s familiarity with the place, Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief. After all, being in a foreign land, she was a tad jittery.
After Pearce checked them in, he handed Eleanor the room key. “Get some shut–eye tonight. We’re heading to the space agency tomorrow.”
Eleanor nodded, took the key, and asked, “Do we actually have to go inside the space agency for our site visit?”
As Pearce lead her to their room, he replied, “Not sure, depends on their arrangements.”
Eleanor’s brow furrowed slightly at the prospect of running into Bernard.
But then she thought, so what if she did? What was there to be scared of?
With that thought, her worries began to ebb away.
Eleanor lugged her suitcase into the hotel room and the moment she shut the door, she walked over to the floor–to–ceiling window.
They were staying in the fanciest hotel in W City, with two penthouse suites booked. From here, they had a bird’s eye view of the city’s bright lights.
Tall buildings, adorned with lights, stood majestic and grand, their colorful glow breathtaking.
Off in the distance, streets crisscrossed, vehicles hustling and bustling, pedestrians coming and going.
Taking in the sight, Eleanor felt a wave of relaxation wash over her. After stretching languidly, she headed to the bathroom to freshen up
After washing the weariness away, Eleanor pulled out Emilia’s portfolio and studied her design style again before finally hitting the sack.
The next morning, before eight, Pearce was knocking on her door, urging her to get up – they had to go to the space agency.
Eleanor quickly got dressed in a red dress, put on a light makeup, and opened the door.
Just as Pearce was leaving his room, he caught sight of Eleanor and was somewhat taken aback.
“Why are you trying to mimic your sister?”
“I’m pretending to be her, afraid I’ll be found out.”
Pearce let out an exasperated chuckle.
“Your sister has never shown her face in public. People only know her name, not what she looks like.”
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The readers' comments on the novel: A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)
Loved the story, many times caught in so much actually crying with the situation. Wish had more chapters to a better ending....
It's weird that the story went from narrative to slang use. Good story so far though...