Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 17 - Acquisition-3

After arranging everything in the office, Eleanor headed directly to Manchester235 Casino. Teresa had booked

the Chef's Table at James Martin Manchester for her meeting with Edward Miller, Chairman of Fortune Tech.

James Martin Manchester was a spectacular restaurant that retained elements of the historic Great Northern

Warehouse, such as exposed brickwork and industrial-chic steel girders. The selection of luxury vintage-style

fabrics and artwork created an incredible dining atmosphere there.

The Chef's Table was located in a private space, separated from the main restaurant by elegant curtains. Eleanor

had frequently visited this place during her university days at the University of Manchester.

Upon arriving, the Floor Manager personally escorted her from the lift to the Chef's Table, where she found

Edward Miller already waiting. As expected, he was alone.

"Sorry, Mr. Miller, | hope you haven't been waiting long. | am Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor, Chairman of Heimdall

Technologies. It's nice to meet you," she said as she approached the table.

Edward, despite being the older of the two, stood up as she arrived. "Not long at all. Please, have a seat."

She took her seat across from him. "Thank you. Have you ordered your lunch yet?"

"No," he admitted. "This is my first tdining here, so | was waiting for you."

"Alright then, I'll take the liberty of being the host." She turned to the floor manager and said, "Please take note

of our order: two Spiced Onion Bhajis, one Roast Provencal Vegetable Pithivier for the gentleman, one

Porterhouse for me, two Caesar salads, two servings of peppercorn sauce, and one bottle of Dom Pérignon.

Please serve as soon as possible. Thank you."

The manager noted the order and left.

Edward observed her thoughtfully. "You seem to know your way around here. Are you a frequent visitor?"

"I used to be," she replied with a small smile. "Back when | was studying at the University of Manchester."

Edward fell silent for a moment, then hesitated before speaking. "Let's not beat around the bush. I'll be direct...

how do you know my granddaughter?"

Eleanor met his gaze, her expression unreadable. "Annabel Miller. Almost five years old. Blood group A negative.

Diagnosed with dilated cardiomyopathy. According to her doctors, she has no more than six months to live

without a transplant. But you haven't found a suitable donor despite searching for all these years. Although your

family has gone to great lengths to keep her condition hidden, | was able to uncover the truth."

She slid two medical reports across the table toward him. One was for a patient diagnosed with Tay-Sachs

disease, a four-year-old boy with blood group A negative and a maximum life expectancy of six years. The other

report detailed the heart size and condition of that spatient.

"Tay-Sachs disease is a genetic disorder that destroys nerve cells in the brain and spinal cord," she explained.

"It's caused by mutations in the HEXA gene, which lead to the accumulation of a toxic fatty substance called

GM2 ganglioside in nerve cells. This buildup results in progressive neurological deterioration. There is currently

no effective cure. The disease rapidly destroys the brain and nervous system... but interestingly, the heart

remains intact."

Edward's face was a mixture of shock and understanding as he listened.

"The boy has five other siblings," Eleanor continued. "His parents are poor and cannot afford his hospitalization.

One of my friends, a high-ranking official at UNICEF, is currently covering his medical expenses."

Edward took a deep breath. "What are your conditions?"

Eleanor leaned back slightly; her voice steady. "I'm not here to exploit your granddaughter's condition to acquire

your company. My offer is simple... | want 70% of Fortune Tech at market price. I'll pay the full amount upfront.

You will step down as Chairman and take on the role of CEO. There's no need to publicize the change in

ownership. Your family will remain in charge of the company, just as they are now. And please, no bargain."

She paused before adding, "If you accept my offer, | can arrange for you to meet the boy's parents. With the

right financial incentives, acquiring a dying boy's heart shouldn't be a problem for you. If you prefer, | can

facilitate the deal myself."

Edward's fingers tightened around the reports. "I need a day to consider your offer."

"I'm afraid that won't be possible, Mr. Miller," Eleanor said, shaking her head. "My tis highly valuable. You're

not the only company on my list. I've already acquired eight companies today, and another is currently

underway. You must have seen the headlines about Sage. Since your family owns Fortune Tech, | want you to

make a decision now. | decided to have lunch with you; after that, | have other matters to attend to."

She handed him a pre-written acquisition agreement. Edward took it, his face grim as he began reading.

At that moment, the curtain moved to the side, and the restaurant manager entered with the waitstaff. They

skillfully arranged the table before departing.

Eleanor gestured toward the meal. "Mr. Miller, I've had a rather busy day, and I'm hungry. Please, serve yourself."

Edward hesitated, then stood up. "Miss Raynor, you start. | need to use the washroom first." He picked up the

agreement and left the room.

Eleanor knew he was stepping away to consult with his family. She didn't wait and began eating.

Over ten minutes later, Edward returned. Without a word, he sat down, picked up the pen, and signed the

agreement.

He looked at Eleanor and said, "Miss Raynor, I've fulfilled my part of the deal. Please providewith the donor's

details. My son will leave today." He slid the signed agreement across the table.

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the donor's family to another region."

As they ate, Edward seemed lost in thought. After a while, he said, "I'm just curious... are you related to Ethan

Raynor? You share the ssurname."

Eleanor paused, considering her response. Then, she said, "As my business partner, all | can tell you is that we

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While Edward was deep in thought, Eleanor finished her meal, signed the agreement, and called Teresa.

Teresa arrived shortly and transferred the agreed payment to Edward Miller.

Eleanor stood up. "Mr. Miller, | hope we will be successful together. Teresa will discuss our future plans for your

company with you. Oh! My apologies... our company. Don't worry, you'll be pleased with my arrangements."

With that, she turned and left the restaurant, her business for the day far from over.