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.

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

assassins. But one thing still bothers me... how could Eleanor possibly receive such high-level protection? She was just an orphan, wasn’t

her disappearance. And now, he refuses to investigate any further... he’s afraid of provoking whoever’s protecting her. My guess is

question I can’t shake: why did she leave home that day? I had just broken up with

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

"Was there any relative on her mother’s side who might be capable of orchestrating something

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

region as her, and later, when I convinced Eleanor to fire her, Isabella claimed she was

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 same old Eleanor, she’ll never forgive me after finding out

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

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

stepped out of the shadows. A slim briefcase was in his hand.

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, and

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phone vibrated. When he picked it up, a

recording went, the colder his expression became. The air in the room grew

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