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.

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

Eleanor replied. "My representative will land in Abuja tomorrow. They will get

a gracious host. He even offered

her departure, Ooduwa presented her with an extravagant gift, a custom-made gold jewellery set inlaid with flawless

and she stepped into her Gulfstream G650 once more, ready to leave

roared to life and the aircraft taxied for takeoff, Eleanor settled into her private cabin and called Freya. They chatted for over

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the

by the fallout from the mysterious attack on Luke Baxter. The police had scoured every corner for a potential suspect among the women listed

leads, the investigators had to drop the theory

leaked to the press. The anonymity of the attacker and the lack of evidence gave rise to wild speculation. Social media erupted with posts glorifying the black-clad woman as a modern-day vigilante... an avenger of wronged women, a shadowy

just one afternoon, the mysterious figure earned

Then things escalated.

press conferences in different cities. Each stood before cameras, holding DNA reports that proved Luke Baxter was the father of their children. They demanded justice and financial support, expressing sorrow over years of silence and

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

prices plummeted across the board. Longstanding business contracts

critical condition. Tensions rose within the family ranks. Many turned against

isolated even from his own family. Nurses treated his wounds without warmth, cursing under their breath. Even

superhero comic titled "The Black Revenger." Its story was simple: a black masked woman who righted wrongs where the justice system

The comic went viral.

celebrated American artist who had won the Eisner Award for Best Writer five times. With the comic community

had

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private cabin. Her

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

his phone, expressions of disbelief on their faces. Ophelia, their silent assassin, had just become