Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 90: The Cost of Wrong Information

After two days of continuous remorse over his own stupidity, James Clifford’s brain finally began functioning normally again. The shock of Eleanor’s sudden reappearance had shaken him, but now he knew he needed to get his emotions under control. He had to decide his next steps regarding Eleanor... strategically and carefully. Although he didn’t know the full truth, he had to formulate a plan with the fragments of information he had managed to gather so far.

Seated in his favourite spot at his outskirt villa... on a rocking chair beside the serene swimming pool... he took a long sip of his freshly brewed coffee. The sun glinted off the water’s surface, but James’s gaze was distant, dark, calculating.

"I need to inform the Whitmores," he murmured to himself. "If they run into Eleanor and react inappropriately in front of the Millers, it could be a disaster. Especially Jennifer... I know how volatile she gets when it comes to Eleanor."

But before that, he knew he had to be sure... gather all possible intelligence. He couldn’t afford any more mistakes.

He pulled out his phone and dialled a number he hadn’t used in a long time. It rang twice before being answered.

"Hello, Detective Harvey speaking."

"Detective Harvey, it’s James Clifford."

"Mr. Clifford!" The voice on the other end instantly brightened. "You’re an old client... I still have your number saved. Although... I must apologize again for failing to locate your former girlfriend all those years ago. That was a truly exceptional case. What can I do for you today?"

James spoke calmly but with urgency, "Actually, that’s the reason I’m calling. I’ve finally found her."

Before he could elaborate, Detective Harvey exclaimed enthusiastically, "Oh! Congratulations!"

James’s expression darkened. His voice dropped a tone. "Don’t congratulate me just yet. Yes, I found her... but there’s a serious complication. It appears she’s lost her memory. She didn’t recognize me at all, no matter how many times I tried to remind her."

part. "And that’s only half of the problem. The bigger issue is... she seems to be involved with Edward Miller...

Edward Miller is wealthy, but he’s old, widowed, and already has children and grandchildren. I want you to investigate her

"You know,

Mr. Clifford," Harvey replied. "You spent a lot of resources on the original case. I remember well... you were quite invested. I felt bad not being able to provide results back

said. "I’m transferring your standard fee right now. This is a new investigation, so treat it as such. But I need the full report by this evening. If your findings are thorough, I’ll ensure

the detective responded. "I’ll push all other cases to

waiting," James said, ending the

information settle. Then, without hesitation, he dialled another number... this

is still alive," James said

gently from the grey sky, landing on the thick trees that lined the path. His face was mostly hidden beneath the hood of his jacket. He

shouldn’t have taken this long," he said. "Wait a bit... I’ll call you

Minutes passed. The wind rustled

rang again... this time

money I paid for the mission was confiscated as compensation. Two assassination attempts failed. Every member of the teams either died or vanished.

clenched. "What are you saying? I only just learned she’s involved with Edward Miller. Maybe things progressed... maybe they

joking. The Miller Group has money and influence, sure, but not the kind of force needed to

"The people who accept contracts through my channels aren’t your average thugs. They’re ex-military, most of them special ops. Veterans with black ops experience. You think a bunch

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million pounds," the man replied. "And I want detailed,