A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1295

Feeling the weight of a wrong decision, Robin hung his head, his voice quiet and submissive as he apologized to her.

"I'm sorry."

Eleanor wanted to rebuke him, but as she met his gaze, she was reminded of Bernard.

Every time he messed up, he would apologize in the same quiet, submissive way.

In the end, she said nothing, giving him a glimmer of acknowledgment before returning her attention to the control panel.

"Attention players, please proceed to your designated areas."

The electronic voice faded, and the door reopened, revealing not the previous scene, but a staircase leading upward.

White light poured down from above the quadruple staircase, reminiscent of the entrance to heaven.

"Players, you have one minute to reach your designated areas."

"Those who fail to arrive on time will be executed."

"Let me repeat, those who fail to arrive on time will be executed."

"Countdown begins now, 60, 59, 58…"

With the countdown pressing on, Eleanor and Robin had no time to think. They quickly started climbing the stairs, which had four turns, like passing through the stages of youth, adulthood, middle age, and entering the realm of the elderly.

But these were just Eleanor's guess, as the surroundings were enclosed by heavy white walls, blocking all view.

When they reached the fourth level, there were already around ten people there, casually chatting among themselves. One of them was the flamboyantly dressed Scarface Man who quirked an eyebrow at their arrival.

"Why are you two still handcuffed?"

His words drew the attention of the other players, all eyes turning to Eleanor and Robin.

"Were you two forced to come here?"

"Isn't this game supposed to be voluntary?"

Robin, used to acting superior, didn't bother to respond.

Eleanor remained composed and aloof, standing to one side.

A few of the men, upon seeing Eleanor's beauty and figure, had a spark in their eyes.

"Hey, missy, did this guy trick you into coming here?"

Eleanor said nothing.

"Heh, you seem quite haughty. I wonder how you'd play."

At his words, Robin, holding Eleanor's hand, stormed over. His foot shot out, aiming for the man's groin with a swift kick.