Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 52: Hope Specialized Hospital

Seeing the questioning and confused expressions of the Raynor elders, Eleanor calmly explained, "I still have to

launch 120 satellites in the coming months. This was only the first. And | haven't even finished building the full

infrastructure to control them. My Al system is still incomplete. There's so much more to do. If you want to throw

a party, please wait a few months. Once the entire satellite network is live, we'll be able to provide internet

access around the globe and seamlessly connect countries under a single network. That's when we can

celebrate and let the world see what the Raynor Clan has achieved."

Fiona nodded thoughtfully. "Oh! So you mean after the entire project is complete. That's fine with me. But you

mentioned something earlier about providing security services to NATO nations. You never toldabout this

plan to provide global internet."

Eleanor smiled slightly. "That's because the intecoverage is part of the first implementation phase. Initially,

we'll launch 120 satellites to cover the globe, allowing anyone, no matter where they are... on the ocean, deep in

the forest, or in remote villages, to access our network. Most corporations focus on providing services based on

country-specific licensing, which limits them. We're aiming bigger. It might sound mad or even reckless from a

business standpoint, but we have a larger goal. Imagine the power NATO could hold if their command centers

could be connected to any country’s surveillance network... with that country’s permission, of course.

"I'm not selling this technology to individual governments. I’m aiming directly at NATO. I've already selected a

location in Norfolk, Virginia, close to NATO's Allied Command Transformation base. If all goes according to plan, |

can establish our NATO command center there within a month."

Fiona raised an eyebrow. "And the global inteservice is your bargaining chip?"

Eleanor nodded. "Exactly. On the surface, we'll present ourselves as an inteservice provider. That's the

public image. But behind the scenes, we'll gradually integrate security systems, satellite surveillance, encrypted

communications, and other etheservices. Once we're in place, if a country permits it, we'll link their

surveillance data to NATO's central command. That level of real-tglobal awareness will be unmatched."

Fiona tilted her head. "You said 120 satellites. But | recall granting you permission to launch 150. That approval

wasn't easy to get, especially across 72 NATO-supported countries and various international zones."

Eleanor nodded. "I only need 120 to establish full coverage of the Earth. The remaining 30 satellites are reserved

for additional functionality... such as redundancy, upgrades, and experimental features. | haven't finalized their

use yet."

Fiona tapped her chin thoughtfully. "I assumed this would take longer. But you launched your first satellite two

years after starting your space company. How do you plan to launch the remaining 119 in just a few months?"

Eleanor grinned. "Grandma, you don’t know the full extent of my operations. In the nof research, |

purchased materials from NASA, Roscosmos, ESA, JAXA, CNSA, and ISRO... everything from outdated

components to surplus modules. Nobody suspected a thing. | used those parts to build over 100 satellites after

careful recycling and repurposing.

"Our teams also bought tons of components from formal suppliers and the black market. All 120 satellites were

constructed simultaneously in multiple underground facilities. And because we voluntarily granted inspection

rights to NATO for our main production site, they never felt the need to visit. Not even once."

Fiona blinked, then laughed, "That's... brilliant. Now | understand why you've been so confident. Alright, we'll

hold off on the celebration. But when your network is up and running, you better letthrow the biggest party

in Raynor history."

Eleanor smiled warmly. "Thank you, Grandma. | won't let you down."

After wrapping up their discussion on the project and a few other current issues, Eleanor left the Raynor Estate

with Freya.

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Eleanor’s convoy cto a halt in front of Hope Specialized Hospital, a towering structure of glass and steel

nestled in the heart of the city. The hospital gleamed under the moonlight, its pristine facade reflecting the sky.

Inside, its immaculate white halls exuded a calm and ssense of eternal peace.

Eleanor entered the building with Freya by her side. They stepped into a silent elevator, the doors closing with a

soft hiss. The scent of antiseptic was thick in the air, making Freya wrinkle her nose in discomfort.

As they exited onto the general ward floor, the echo of Eleanor’s heels rang out across the polished tiles. Freya

clung to her mother’s hand, her wide green eyes flitting nervously between the white walls and overhead lights.

It was her first tin a hospital.

They moved swiftly down the corridor toward Ward 12B, the room where Isabella Thomas had chosen to stay

after declining a VIP suite offered by her butler. As they approached the door, they heard raised voices from the

ward.

"You're lucky we even let you in," snapped a nurse in a sour tone. "This is a general ward. You'll get what you pay

for. If you want special treatment, go to a VIP cabin."

"I'm just asking for a vegetarian meal," Isabella Thomas replied weakly. "I wrote it on my admission form. If you

just call the food service, they'll change it."

The nurse’s badge read Clara Vane. She crossed her arms and glared. "Who do you think you are? You're getting

treatment from top doctors for a minimal fee, and instead of being grateful, you're complaining about soup?"

Eleanor stepped into the room just in tto hear the end of the exchange. Her eyes quickly found Isabella, who

looked pale and frail in the hospital bed. Despite her condition, she wore a determined expression.

"I didn’t complain," Isabella tried again, "I only asked for a vegetarian meal..."

Eleanor’s voice was calm but firm as she addressed the nurse. "Patients have the right to request meals in

accordance with their dietary restrictions. As a nurse, it's your duty to communicate with the appropriate

department and ensure those needs are met. Instead, you're insulting and intimidating your patient."

A murmur of agreement cfrom other patients nearby.

"This nurse is always like this," one woman whispered. "She scoldedyesterday for calling her."

Another patient added, "She doesn't like being asked for help."

Clara turned to Eleanor, her face reddening with fury. "And you? Who do you think you are? Barging into a

hospital ward like you own the place!"

"I cto see her," Eleanor said calmly. "She's my aunt."

Clara's tone beceven sharper. "This is not visiting hour! Get out and cback tomorrow at visiting hours!"

Freya tightened her grip on Eleanor’s arm. It was the first tshe had seen someone speak so rudely to her

mother, and she didn’t know how to react.

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Clara’s mouth twisted as if to retort, but before she could speak, a calm voice rang out from the doorway.

"This sister is absolutely right. We do have a reputation to uphold here."

All heads turned. A tall, slender girl stood in the doorway, dressed in a doctor's white coat and wearing thick-

framed glasses. She looked young, but her presence was impressive.

Clara narrowed her eyes. "And who are you now?"

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Clara's face flushed red with outrage. Without missing a beat, she pulled out her phone and dialed quickly.

"Darling," she said sweetly, "save me. The night-duty doctor has ganged up with sungrateful patients and is

bullying me..."