A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1409

Standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows, Sheldon hesitated for a long while with his phone in hand before he finally made the call to Bernard.

“Just giving you a heads-up. Yates has me playing the away game, which means I’ll be on the opposing side.”

It seemed Bernard had already anticipated Yates’ move, and his reaction was muted upon hearing the news.

“If you’re willing to switch sides, you could just sit back and watch the fireworks.”

Sheldon’s lips curved into a carefree smile as he replied, “I’m Agent 1-4, the first to join Area Opaca. How could I possibly just stand by and watch? At most, I’ll avoid taking a shot at you.”

In Area Opaca, there were many brothers besides Yates. For the sake of brotherhood and the Syndicate they’d built together, he had to follow orders and complete his mission.

“But kid, even though I won’t raise a hand against you, the Siren Organization has blood on its hands, too. They’ve taken down one of my own. I might just have to strike a few of their numbers down.”

The term “kid” touched a chord with Bernard, making him feel an inexplicable warmth, as if he’d found a beloved family elder.

“See you tomorrow.”

Understanding that Sheldon wouldn’t easily betray his position, Bernard didn’t push further. After those three words, he added one more – “Uncle

Bernard had called him “uncle” before without much thought, but this time it felt decidedly different, as if he were truly speaking to his own flesh and blood.

Sheldon wanted to say more, but Bernard hung up. Lost in thought, Sheldon was staring at the screen when the bedroom door swung open. Robin Spencer stood there, arms crossed, leaning against the doorframe.

“Uncle, you’re the one they call 1-4, Mr. Quartus, right?”

Caught red-handed, Sheldon was momentarily startled, then brushed past him nonchalantly, heading out of the bedroom.

“You knew I was determined to infiltrate Area Opaca, so you sent me that golden leaf invitation, mocking me with that foolish code name, laughing at my overconfidence. Yet you were there to lend a hand when I was in danger.”

Sheldon didn’t respond, simply poured himself a glass of red wine to the brim, intending to drink when Robin’s hand covered the glass.

“Uncle, because you’re a partner in Area Opaca, neither Elbert nor I ever got an invitation. You were afraid we wouldn’t make it back alive, weren’t you?”

Unable to find an excuse or keep hiding the truth, Sheldon looked up at Robin.

“Without me, you would have died in Area Opaca. Do you really think I’d let anyone send you and that other fool a golden leaf?”

Robin detested Sheldon’s sharp tongue but had to admit his uncle was right. Without Sheldon, he would indeed be dead:

“I just never imagined you’d be one of the operators in Area Opaca, or that Eleanor’s grandfather would be its founder.” The mention of Eleanor sent a shiver through Robin…

“I just heard you mention Eleanor’s trapped in Area Opaca. Is she in danger?”

Sheldon lifted his gaze, thoughtfully observing the anxious Robin.

“Why do you seem more worried about Eleanor than Bernard does?”

Caught off-guard by Sheldon’s insight, Robin averted his eyes, releasing the wine glass.

“It’s nothing.”

“Nothing?”

Sheldon took a sip from his glass, scrutinizing Robin.

“If it were nothing, you wouldn’t risk your life to save Eleanor.”

Robin blushed, refusing to acknowledge what he had done.

“Any decent person would lend a hand to save a woman or child in need.”

Not pressing the matter, Sheldon drank his wine alone, pondering the morrow’s affairs, Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“I overheard your call to Bernard. Are you two going head-to-head tomorrow?”

“It’s not exactly a duel to the death. I’m just buying time. Once I’ve stalled long enough, I’ll pull out.”

He wasn’t foolish enough to send his own people to their deaths.

“I’m coming with you tomorrow.”

Sheldon, in mid-drink, looked at him in surprise.

“What can you do there?”

Always frail and sickly, not fit for a fight or heavy lifting-was he going to be the lookout?

Reading the disdain in his uncle’s eyes, Robin’s face darkened.

“If I didn’t know, I would stay put. But now that I do, I have to help Bernard.”

Sheldog thought the boy was out of his mind

“I’m aiding Area Opaca, and you want to help Bernard by following me? Have you lost it?”

“I can’t just stand by and do nothing.”

With that, Robin spun on his heel and left.

“I’ll go tell my people. Make sure you call me before you leave tomorrow.”

Sheldon nearly had a heart attack. Not only was Robin not helping him, but he was also assisting Bernard and expected a reminder. Talk about bending over backward!

And Robin was helping Bernard for Eleanor, right? Why did the kid always insist on stirring up trouble?

While Sheldon was overwhelmed with issues, Bernard gathered his Siren Organization members and instructed them to head to the Golden Sea District. Shortly after, Aidyn arrived, accompanied by the elusive Mr. Penrod.

“Bernard, your guys have been digging around and managed to trace it back to me. Quite impressive,” Mr. Penrod remarked.

Bernard, who had been gazing out the window, turned slightly to meet Mr. Penrod’s gaze. “With no leads on your whereabouts, this was the only way to invite you over, Mr. Penrod. I hope you don’t mind.”

Mr. Penrod, leaning on his cane, removed his black hat and stepped forward. “Even if you hadn’t come looking for me in the shadows, I would have found you. Of course, I don’t mind.”