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Chapter 449
Behind that tightly shut door, there soon came the sound of firm and powerful footsteps. When the
steps reached the door, they suddenly stopped.
Eleanor thought the person inside would open the door immediately, but she didn’t expect everything to
be so quiet afterward. Just as she was about to knock again, the door suddenly swung open.
A hand reached out, grabbed her wrist tightly, and then yanked her inside at lightning speed.
All Pearce saw from outside was a hand reaching out, and then Eleanor was gone.
The help he brought didn’t even get used.
He stood still, with his facial muscles involuntarily trembling. Just then, a group of bodyguards suddenly
rushed over from somewhere.
One of them pointed at him and shouted, “Take them to the police station, they’re causing trouble
here!”
Those helpers, hearing this news, were so frightened that they immediately dropped their iron rods and
fled in all directions.
Those iron rods fell, all landing on Pearce’s feet, causing him so much pain that he broke out in a cold
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Before he could catch his breath, one of the bodyguards squatted in front of him, patting his shoulder in
a friendly manner.
“You’re coming with us.”
Then Pearce was carried into the elevator by four bodyguards. He was upright when he went in, but he
came out horizontally, which was to be expected.
In the room, Eleanor turned pale with fright after being pulled in. But when she smelled a familiar scent,
she looked up in surprise.
The lights were on, the curtains were open, and the rising sun shone on the man’s face, revealing his
features.
He held her wrist with one hand, and her waist with the other, staring at her intensely with his thick
eyelashes.
Eleanor met his gaze, looking at him in disbelief.
“Bernard, how could it be you?”
Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a sobbing sound coming from behind him.
Eleanor turned her head, looked past Bernard, and saw the man kneeling on the ground.
He was wearing a mask on his face, and there was a dragon tattoo on his neck, undoubtedly Mr. Law.
She stood there dumbfounded, looking at Mr. Law for a while, then turned her gaze back to Bernard.
“What’s going on?”
Isn’t this Mr. Law’s suite? Why was Bernard here? And why was Mr. Law subdued on the ground?
Bernard didn’t answer, but grabbed her hand and led her to the man, looking down at the man kneeling
on the ground.
“I heard you mention Mr. Law last night, so I sent someone to investigate and found out that over a
month ago, he had bullied you in the hospital parking garage.”
So that’s what happened.
Eleanor looked up at the man beside her, “Thank you for catching Mr. Law for me.”
The man kneeling on the ground heard this and immediately protested,
“I’m not the so–called Mr. Law, I was just acting on orders to pretend to be Mr. Law. On the day you
were discharged, I waited for you in the garage. Miss, please let this gentleman spare me, I’m not Mr.
Law.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHearing this, Eleanor
stepped forward, bent down to the man, and reached out to remove his mask.
What was revealed was a completely unfamiliar face, no distinct features, no smooth skin, but full of
blemishes.
She had once touched Mr. Law’s face, a face so sharp as if it was carved by a knife, with flawless skin.
But the man in front of her had a round face.
Even though she had never seen Mr. Law’s true face, she could still be sure that he wasn’t Mr. Law.
If this man was just pretending, then where was the real Mr. Law?
Eleanor looked questioningly at Bernard, who suddenly raised his finger and waved at the bodyguards.
“Take him out, get rid of him.”
Before he even had a chance to plead, the man on the ground was muffled by the bodyguards and led
out with his arms being held.
The empty suite immediately quieted down, the sunlight shining on them and casting a faint golden
light.
Eleanor’s questioning and doubting gaze fell on Bernard’s flawless face, “The Mr. Law who hurt me in
the hospital parking garage over a month ago was an imposter, but the one who texted me to come
here was the real Mr. Law. Do you know who he is?”
Bernard held her face, stared into her eyes, and answered seriously, “Eleanor, it’s me.”
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