A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 170

Joelle had regained her composure, but she was still shaking with anger and couldn’t hear Bernard at all.

She’d never been treated like this in her life, and she was furious.

She got up from the floor and shoved Eleanor hard.

Eleanor, caught off guard, fell onto the floor of the opposite cubicle, hitting her head and causing a gash to open up.

Blood seeped out of the wound and onto the floor. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Bernard’s face changed, and he suddenly tightened his grip on Sophie’s waist.

Wincing, Sophie asked, “Bernard, what’s wrong?”

Bernard immediately let go of Sophie’s waist and walked over to Eleanor.

He reached out to help Eleanor but pulled his hand back and said to her, “Apologize.”

Eleanor looked up, her vision blurred by the blood, but she understood that he was asking her to apologize to Joelle.

She thought for a moment, smiled sadly and helplessly.

Leaning against the wall for support, she stood up and bowed to Joelle.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Valona…”

Bent at the waist and with her head down, she looked like a servant who had done wrong, her face expressionless.

Bernard watched Eleanor’s frail body and couldn’t bear it in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Joelle, who still looked furious.

“It’s over, the apology has been made. There’s no need to make more trouble.”

Joelle softened her tone because of Bernard’s words, “Bernard, do you know her or are you just speaking for her because of Liana?”

“It has nothing to do with Liana. You’ve gone too far.”

Bernard looked at Joelle coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with her.

“But you….you used to protect that girl the same way.”

Joelle looked at Bernard suspiciously.

The only person in the world who had ever caused him to lose control of his emotions was that girl.

It was that girl, his childhood playmate. He used to stand up for her just like this, defending her and even protecting her at all costs!

Bernard’s expression grew even darker as Joelle’s words hit a sensitive nerve. His face contorted with anger and frustration.

“What will it take for you to release her?” he demanded, his voice filled with desperation.

“I want her dead! If not dead, then sell her to a nightclub and make her suffer! And if you don’t comply, I’ll reveal your inappropriate relationship with Auntie!” Joelle threatened, her voice dripping with malice.

Bernard impatiently tilted his head, unable to contain his rage any longer. Without warning, he delivered a harsh slap to Eleanor’s face, causing her eyes to widen in disbelief. The force of the impact sent her tumbling backward.

However, this time luck was not on her side. Unbeknownst to her, a nail protruded from the floor where she landed, piercing the back of her skull. In an instant, her once bright eyes lost their luster as she lay motionless on the ground.

Agony consumed her body, each moment feeling like a relentless tearing apart. Cold sweat streamed down her face as she experienced the excruciating pain.

Yet she didn’t make a sound, just staring quietly at Bernard.

This man, who hadn’t even looked back at her, was actually capable of being so cruel to her…