Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 93: A Successful Transplant

After the initial shock faded, it was William who first managed to regain his composure and think rationally.

He looked toward James and asked gravely, "James, what about the killing order we paid for previously? What

happened to it?"

James nodded, his face tense. "They sent two teams of assassins, but both either died or lost contact. The

organization kept our payment as compensation, stating that we provided insufficient or inaccurate information.

They deemed the mission far riskier than initially estimated. If we want to continue, we'll need to pay a higher

fee for a more elite team."

William's face turned grim. "Perhaps we should reconsider. If this powerful force backing Eleanor ever discovers

our involvement through the assassins, we could be in real danger."

James, however, waved the concern away. "Don’t worry. That organization is well-known for protecting its clients’

identities. The assassins only know the job details... not the employer. They follow a strict protocol."

"How much would it cost for a higher-level team?" William asked, his expression unreadable.

"We paid £100,000 for the lowest-tier service," James explained. "The next tier is £500,000, and above that is £1

million. They even have higher-level operations beyond that, but | think we should choose between those two

options."

William didn’t hesitate. "Let's go with the £1 million option. If she regains her memory, it could be catastrophic.

Why live in constant fear? Better to eliminate the threat once and for all."

"| agree," Jeanne added coldly, folding her arms.

James nodded. "Very well. Please arrange for the funds. I'll contact the organization and initiate the next phase.

This time, they won't miss."

Phoebe frowned, her tone curious. "All right, we're paying for assassins. But one thing still bothers me... how

could Eleanor possibly receive such high-level protection? She was just an orphan, wasn’t she? What could have

happened to her after she left home?"

James leaned back in his chair, a weary look in his eyes. "The detective couldn't uncover anything about the

years following her disappearance. And now, he refuses to investigate any further... he’s afraid of provoking

whoever’s protecting her. My guess is that someone influential is backing the Miller family. Wealthy families often

have hidden allies, sometimes far more powerful than they appear.”

He paused, then continued, "But here’s the thing... | don’t even believe Eleanor is directly connected to Edward

Miller. It could be that the force behind him is protecting her. And there's still one question | can’t shake: why did

she leave hthat day? | had just broken up with her over the phone. A normal reaction would have been

trying to contact me... or, at worst, doing something drastic. But to vanish like that? To just leave? It doesn’t

make sense."

William furrowed his brow. "That day, she went for a run in the park, like she always did. She wore her usual

tracksuit and sneakers. But after entering the park... she just disappeared. Even the police’s dog squad couldn't

trace her scent after a certain point."

Phoebe glanced at William. "Was there any relative on her mother’s side who might be capable of orchestrating

something like this?"

William shook his head. "Her mother’s nwas Esmeralda Langford. | never met any of her relatives. Even on

her deathbed, Esmeralda never spoke of them. After she passed, no one cto claim the body or Eleanor’s

custody. And as for Eleanor’s father... no one had any idea who he was. That's when | forged a marriage

certificate to claim custody and access to her assets. One of my friends at the registry office helped. The

certificate was printed on authentic paper, so no one questioned it. Everyone accepted the arrangement since

Jeanne treated Eleanor so well. | feared for years that someone... either from Esmeralda’s family or her

mysterious father... would clooking for her. But it never happened. If there were any family left, wouldn't

they have shown up by now?"

Jeanne chimed in quietly, "There was that nanny, Isabella. Esmeralda hired her to take care of Eleanor. She was

from the sregion as her, and later, when | convinced Eleanor to fire her, Isabella claimed she was going

back to Birmingham. At least, that’s what she told Eleanor."

James rubbed his temple. "Let's not focus on that for now. Something must have happened in the park that day...

something we don’t know about. But what's done is done. We need to focus on the present. Avoid her at all

costs. If she sees any of us and her memories are triggered, we'll all be in serious trouble. Even if she becomes

the sold Eleanor, she'll never forgiveafter finding out | got engaged to Jennifer."

Phoebe nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Now that she has someone powerful protecting her, we shouldn't take

any more risks. Let’s avoid her completely until the assassination is successful."

Everyone in the room nodded silently. After that, the group shifted topics to other matters, discussing wedding

preparations and business interests. Eventually, they left the study and moved to the dining room for dinner.

From behind the estate, a tall man in black silently stepped out of the shadows. A slim briefcase was in his hand.

Without a sound, he walked to a parked car sdistance away and got in.

"Master, the meeting has concluded. I'm sending you the full recording now," he said into his phone. He opened

the briefcase, revealing a custom-built device with a small laptop and several circuits attached. Connecting his

phone with a cable, he transferred the aurecording swiftly. Once done, he closed the briefcase, started the

engine, and vanished into the night.

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In his study, Ethan was seated at his desk, reviewing sdocuments on his laptop. His phone vibrated. When

he picked it up, a notification flashed on the screen... a voice recording had arrived.

He played the file, and as the conversation unfolded, his eyes narrowed. The deeper the recording went, the

colder his expression became. The air in the room grew frigid, as if responding to his rising fury.

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As the aircraft door opened, a medical team stepped out, escorting a rolling stretcher equipped with advanced

life-support machines. Monitors beeped softly, displaying stable vitals.

Lying on the bed was a pale but peaceful Annabel Miller, barely five years old, her tiny chest rising and falling

rhythmically. The successful heart transplant had taken place a few days ago in a specialized paediatric facility in

India.

Following the stretcher out of the aircraft were her smiling parents, Aidan Miller and Elsie Turner. The relief in

their eyes was unmistakable.

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Edward laughed softly, placing a hand on Aidan’s shoulder. "Do you really think | could sit still at hwhile my

granddaughter returns from the brink of death? | had to see her with my own eyes."

At that moment, a paramedic approached. "Mr. Miller, we're ready to leave for the hospital."

Aidan nodded. "Alright. Let's go to Hope Specialized Hospital."

He turned to his wife. "Elsie, you go with Annabel in the ambulance. Ill talk with Dad for a bit in his car."

Elsie nodded and boarded the

ambulance, ensuring her daughter

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