Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 84: The Black Revenger

Eleanor finally understood what the head of the Bultungin Clan meant in his philosophical monologue about "time." His words weren’t just wisdom... he had urged her to seize the opportunity before her, to act decisively before it slipped away. Otherwise, she might live to regret her inaction in old age.

Understanding his true message, Eleanor chuckled inwardly. "What an interesting old man. All those poetic lines... just to get me to accept his deal."

Ooduwa seemed pleased with the agreement they had reached. "You’ve come a long way," he said, his voice warm. "I’ve prepared some light refreshments in the garden. Let’s continue our conversation there."

"Of course," Eleanor replied politely, following him through the palace.

As they walked, Ooduwa pointed out various works of art that lined the corridor... his personal collection of priceless paintings. Eleanor suddenly remembered the gift she had brought for him.

She raised her voice slightly, "Bring the gift I prepared to the garden."

Ooduwa didn’t question whom she had addressed. His intuition, honed by years of leadership, told him exactly what she meant.

The palace garden was a breathtaking sight. An intricately designed landscape filled with blossoming flowers and exotic greenery greeted her. A light breeze rustled the leaves, adding a calming melody to the ambiance. Eleanor took a deep breath, instantly soothed by the peaceful surroundings.

Ooduwa led her to a small round table shaded beneath a flowering tree. A silver tray bore a beautiful array of freshly cut tropical fruits and delicate pastries, along with bottles of fresh beverages.

"Please," Ooduwa gestured toward the food, "help yourself."

Just then, Sebastian walked to them and handed Eleanor a rectangular, ornately carved box. Without a word, he bowed and retreated again.

Eleanor offered the box with both hands. "This is for you."

Ooduwa opened the lid, and for the first time, a smile spread across his face. "A 1945 Domaine de la Romanée-Conti," he read aloud, his voice tinged with genuine delight. "A very rare and thoughtful gift. Thank you."

"You’re welcome," she replied with a nod.

and picked up a few slices of mango. "You already know Edem.

They will get in touch with Mr.

be a gracious host. He even offered to host

presented her with an extravagant gift, a custom-made gold

and she stepped into her Gulfstream G650

private cabin and called Freya. They chatted for over half an hour before she picked up her laptop

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the kingdom, the atmosphere

Luke Baxter. The police had scoured every corner for a potential suspect among the women listed as

had to drop the theory that the assailant was

the attacker and the lack of evidence gave rise

figure earned

Then things escalated.

Each stood before cameras, holding DNA reports that proved Luke Baxter was the

their favour. Netizens spread the story like wildfire, dubbing the children as victims of Luke’s

Longstanding business contracts were

of the family remained in critical condition. Tensions rose within the family ranks.

own family. Nurses treated his wounds without warmth,

surprise emerged... someone had created a four-page superhero comic titled "The Black Revenger." Its story was simple: a black masked woman who righted wrongs where the justice system failed. The villain was clear, a

The comic went viral.

this mini-comic was a celebrated American artist who had won the Eisner Award for Best Writer five times. With the

had officially

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Gulfstream G650, Eleanor worked quietly in her private cabin. Her shadow guards, with nothing urgent to do, began checking their

first to notice the viral comic. His eyes widened as he skimmed the

their faces. Ophelia,