Speaking with the intense rage piling up in the masked man's heart, the rage of him being used again made everything feel so frustrating to him that he felt like smashing an iron really hard. The masked man exhaled, his eyes closed, then opened them again. After that, he walked out of the room, and the door rolled closed.The masked man went to the room where Eleanor was kept while being treated, then sat close to her, staring at her. "Don't worry, you will be fine soon," the masked man muttered."What is your relationship with her anyway? Is she kind of related to you?" Hazel's voice cut in from the door side. When the masked man turned, he saw Hazel leaning her back on the side of the entrance, staring at him.The masked man gasped, then shifted his gaze back to Eleanor. "I can't say anything about that, sorry," the masked man replied."Ooh, is that so?" Hazel chuckled with a scoff, then walked forward to where the masked man was."What is the gain if you keep hiding things from me?

Eleanor insisted, not helping the masked man talk to Brooks. There’s a specific thing the masked man wanted Brooks to tell him, but Brooks wasn’t ready to do that. He was so stubborn that, no matter how he was being tortured, he would never talk. Instead, he mocked the masked man with a sneer."Is that necessary?" the masked man asked with a sigh, not willing to open his mask for Eleanor to see his identity."If you are not doing as I required, then forget about it. I’m not helping you even a dim," Eleanor insisted, her hands folded across her chest as she looked away.Now that Eleanor had insisted, making it part of the requirements she could use to help the masked man, the masked man had no choice but to show only Eleanor his face, which at first he saw as something that wasn’t necessary.Being persistent, the object he was holding had said it all. The masked man gradually grasped the bottom of his mask, then pulled it up slowly, only exposing the lower part of his jaw—barely half o

The masked man and Eleanor were now seated, facing each other. Looking straight into her eyes, he stretched his hands and lent her his phone."I want you to call this specific number when you get out of here. There's something important the person needs to show you," the masked man said, hands still stretched toward Eleanor.Eleanor collected the phone, looking straight at the screen where the number was displayed."Who exactly is this person?" Eleanor asked curiously, trying to confirm who she was going to be meeting.But the masked man insisted on not exposing anything. Instead, he instructed her to do as he said without any more questioning."Just do as I say. When you get there, you will surely know who you are up against. Though, I would like to give you a hint—the person should be one of your colleagues. You have both worked together for Voss."The masked man gave Eleanor a hint, but she still couldn’t grasp who exactly he was talking about. Eleanor was puzzled and dazed. Asking