Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 107: Business Proposal

Anastasiya was momentarily taken aback by Eleanor’s directness, but she quickly composed herself and offered a confident smile.

"Since you asked so straightforwardly, I’ll answer in the same way," she said. "Among my siblings, I’m the odd one. I don’t run any businesses, nor do I manage any corporate affairs. I prefer reading, traveling, and fighting. Business never interested me much."

Eleanor tilted her head slightly, listening with interest as the vampire woman continued.

"In Eastern Europe, my family wields considerable influence. Technically, all the vampire clans in the region are vassals of my family. I’ve never used that power for personal gain... but perhaps I should. After completing my education, I inherited a significant amount of wealth from the family estate. It’s just lying dormant in my Grandfather’s treasury. Grandpa is happy to have me by his side, training me in combat. He taught me how to wield the spear... I’m currently at a master level."

She paused, then added with a hint of sincerity, "I’m sharing this with you so you can understand who I am."

Eleanor remained quiet, her gaze sharp but non-judgmental. Anastasiya continued, "This time, Grandfather asked me to meet you... to learn the art of business from you. I know you have your own money, and you probably don’t need anyone else’s money. Still, I’m offering to invest mine. You can direct it into any venture you see fit. We can discuss profit-sharing terms later. And if you ever want to expand into Eastern Europe, I can actively help open the doors for you."

Eleanor’s expression didn’t change. Instead of answering directly, she asked, "Do you have any personal goals?"

Anastasiya blinked. "Not really. I’ve thought about investing before, but there are so many options... and so many failures in my clan’s history. I’ve always been afraid of squandering what I have."

Eleanor leaned back slightly in her chair, folding her arms across her chest in contemplation. "I see. Then let me ask you this: how much money are you prepared to invest right now?"

"More or less ten billion dollars," Anastasiya replied without hesitation. "In cash. If you need more, I can ask Grandfather or sell off some of my personal artefacts."

Eleanor’s brows lifted slightly at the impressive figure, but her voice remained calm. "Alright. That gives me a starting point. But ultimately, it comes down to you. You need to think about what you actually want to do. If you don’t have any passion or purpose, I won’t be able to help you build something meaningful."

Anastasiya looked genuinely puzzled. "But how am I supposed to figure that out?"

took a deep breath and reminded herself to be patient... especially since this girl had just gifted her a rare Moonpetal

Eleanor said at last. "Here’s what you’ll do. Come to the Kingdom someday. Meet my top employees, my advisors, and

up with a dazzling smile. "Grandpa wanted me to befriend Eleanor. What better way

any problem being around werewolves. Unlike some other vampires who are obsessed with their supposed superiority, I can

werewolves because they’re excellent in combat. But my businesses are run by humans.

They never even suspected I wasn’t one of them.

finally spoke up, his voice steady. "I can vouch for Miss Anastasiya. She’s never caused any incidents outside of the

silently to himself, "though she’s definitely stirred up plenty of trouble inside the

"Alright. You

Dimitry, she said, "Knight Petrov, I believe you brought

from his inner

unfamiliar middle-aged man.

Nash, Former MI6 Agent. Last known location: Manchester. Six

fingers tightened around the photo. "So this is the man who placed the hit on me," she thought. She slipped the picture back into the envelope and said softly, "Thank you, Knight Petrov. This was a great help. My task here is done... I’ll return to the Kingdom

Anastasiya. "Miss Ivanova, you may return to your family for now. Pack your

now. Anything

Eleanor blinked. "This..."

of my decision. Also, send a helicopter to take us to the airport. I don’t want to wait in line. Miss Raynor and her team can’t use the VIP passage even

a deep nod. "Understood,

that, he left the room. Anastasiya visibly

is so exhausting," she muttered under her breath, hoping

a rare smile, amused by her guest’s dual personality. She then called Cassandra and arranged for Anastasiya to be moved into the luxe suite next door,