Chapter 880
Bemard closed his eyes, not wanting to continue the conversation. “Get out.”
Blake sat there, staring blankly at Bemard. “If you don’t agree to a divorce, then I can’t help you hide
the fact that you have half of the Pine family’s blood”
Beck had agreed to keep this secret because he gave her 10% of the shares. Now that Bernard has
taken back the shares, she definitely won’t let it go if she finds out that Bernard isn’t getting a divorce or
dealing with Eleanor, she’ll spill the beans Then what would Bernard’s position be in the Laurence
family?
Blake was determined to prevent Bernard from following in his father’s footsteps. He was open to
Cedric’s advice, willing to temporarily set aside the longstanding grudges between the Pine and
Laurence families. However, ethical concerns couldn’t be ignored. If this secret were to be revealed, it
would undoubtedly bring ndicule upon them
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would be compromised. Their union was simply not feasible.
Yet, Bernard boldly asserted that even if she were his sister, he wanted to be with her. This madness
surpassed even that of his father’s actions
As Blake sat there, awaiting Bernard’s response, he was met with silence. It seemed that Bernard
disregarded these concerns entirely.
With a sigh, Blake rose from his seat. Upon reaching the door, he paused and glanced back at
Bernard. “Think about it.”
In the living room, Eleanor and Cedric observed Blake’s somber expression as he departed. They
surmised that the conversation had not gone well
Blake looked exhausted. He was swaying as he walked, like he was about to fall. Cedric immediately
stood up to help him.
“Grandpa, are you okay?”
Blake raised his hand and waved it off.
Clearly, he didn’t want him to know what the secret was, so Cedric didn’t ask any further
“I’ll take you home”
Blake nodded, and with Cedric’s help, he left Fiord Roundabout.
Seeing them leave, Eleanor, whose arm was bandaged, walked into the study.
Bernard was slumped on the sofa, lifeless.
She hurried over “Honey, what’s wrong?”
Hearing her voice, Bernard slowly opened his eyes and looked at her arm. He touched her arm. “What
did Liana say?”
Eleanor told him the truth. “Liana said it’s just a flesh wound. It will be fine with some pintment.”
Bernard seemed relieved. “If you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately”
Eleanor nodded. Seeing his pale face, she asked, “Honey, are you okay?”
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Looking into her clear eyes, Bernard didn’t know how to respond, so he just held herjoghtly. He held
her as if he was afraid he would lose her, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.
Whenever he held her like this, it meant he was troubled. This unease came from his conversation with
Blake. But she didn’t know what they had discussed.
Eleanor held him tightly, resting her chin on his shoulder. “Dear, if you have any problems, you must tell
me. Don’t just tough it out alone.”
Dear…
Bernard gave a bitter smile. He was overwhelmed with emotions. He lowered his head and kissed her
neck gently.
His kiss was passionate, moving from her collarbone up to her lips. He tasted her sweet breath, as if he
had lost his sanity.
Eleanor was breathless from his kiss, her body under his control.
Soon, they were both undressed, and he entered her.
Suddenly, Bernard felt a wave of guilt. He stared into Eleanor’s dazed eyes and started laughing.