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 I 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."

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

Please arrange for the funds. I’ll contact the organization and initiate the next

But one thing still bothers me... how could Eleanor possibly receive

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. It could be that the force behind him is protecting her. And there’s still one question I can’t shake: why did she leave home that day? I 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.

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

"Was there any relative on her mother’s side who might

no one came to claim the body or Eleanor’s custody. And as for Eleanor’s father... no one had any idea who he was. That’s when I forged a marriage certificate to claim custody and access to her assets. One of my friends at the registry office helped. The

from the same region as her, and later, when I convinced Eleanor to fire her, Isabella claimed she was going back to Birmingham. At least,

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

her, we shouldn’t take any more risks. Let’s avoid her completely until the

that, the group shifted topics to other matters, discussing wedding preparations and business interests. Eventually, they left the

out of the shadows. A slim briefcase was in his hand. Without a sound, he walked to a parked car some

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 audio recording swiftly. Once done, he closed the briefcase, started the engine,

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was seated at his desk, reviewing some documents on his laptop. His phone vibrated.

as the conversation unfolded, his eyes narrowed. The deeper the recording went, the colder his expression became. The air

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