Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 167: Cracks in the Foundation

Things had been deteriorating steadily for the Whitmore family. They weren’t sure whom they had offended, but it felt as if an invisible hand had been working against them for years. Their company, EverBuild Solutions Limited, had once been the leading supplier of construction materials in Manchester... back when its formidable founder, Esmeralda Langford, was still alive.

After her untimely death, the company’s meteoric rise began to wane slightly. Even so, they managed to retain their hold on valuable government contracts, a testament to the legacy Esmeralda left behind.

When William Whitmore stepped in as acting chairman, he worked relentlessly to maintain the company’s stature. Although newer firms emerged and overtook them in some areas, EverBuild still remained one of the largest players in the region. Many contractors felt at ease granting them projects, relying on the prestige of their name.

The true downfall began nearly five years ago. Since then, both turnover and profits have been steadily shrinking. William suspected sabotage from within. It coincided too precisely with the disappearance of Eleanor Whitmore.

That incident fractured the board. Some members loyal to Eleanor’s mother blamed William outright, attempting to unseat him from his chairmanship. Eleanor’s vanishing remained a mystery to the Whitmores. Early speculation pointed toward Elliot Grant... a close aide to Esmeralda Langford and the second-largest shareholder, with 16% of the company. Eleanor, the sole heiress to her mother’s 35% stake, had vanished without a trace. If Grant had managed to secure custodianship over Eleanor, he could’ve used her voting power to take over the company.

But events didn’t unfold that way.

Grant publicly accused William of orchestrating Eleanor’s disappearance. Fortunately, the police intervened and ruled out any foul play, clearing William of involvement. Despite this, the meddlesome old man continued trying to remove him from power.

William handled the matter decisively... rewarding certain shareholders with increased benefits and removing others from key positions. After that, his position became unassailable. Still, one fact continued to gnaw at his pride: he remained only acting chairman.

That, too, was thanks to Elliot Grant. It was he who invoked the seven-year presumed death rule, keeping William’s authority tethered to a technicality. But William had changed the game. By enriching shareholders and tightening his grip on the board, he had begun consolidating true power. He appointed his daughter, Jennifer Whitmore, to a key role in the company, and quietly began buying back shares on the market.

Now, William held 8% of the company, and Jennifer held 8.5%... stakes they had acquired quietly over time. Even if seven years were to pass and Eleanor remained missing, no one would dare challenge his rule.

It was a deliberate narrative, spread

His first instinct was to eliminate the threat, but his attempt to assassinate her had failed. Worse still, she was now backed by

month, he’d been forced to take a bank loan just to cover payroll. For a company of EverBuild’s size,

had already resigned. They’d sensed the storm brewing long before the others. More were following suit. If the trend continued, EverBuild would face not only financial ruin but

had soured considerably. He’d snapped at employees, berated those who slacked, and carried himself like a man under siege. The atmosphere in the office was bleak. Some long-time employees... who had given their lives to the company... had begun looking for jobs elsewhere. The

only thing

Jeanne caught his secretary in his bed, she had vanished. Lydia hadn’t shown up for work since. Her phone was off. William had checked the hospital where her brother had once been admitted... he’d been discharged months ago. He even visited the address Lydia listed on her résumé, only to learn

now believed Jeanne had done something

go that far. She had been incandescent

on the brink, Lydia’s absence was a final blow. She had been his only comfort. Now, with her gone, every minor inconvenience sent

exhaled deeply, steadying himself, and called in his new secretary... a loyal, grey-haired man who had worked at EverBuild for more than

of replacing Lydia with another pretty face had crossed his mind, but his financial situation didn’t allow for indulgences. He had to tighten the reins, rebuild his base, and

issued a string of new

for money, tell them everything will be paid by next week. On your way home, stop by the NatWest Bank and request the manager to release the allocated funds

instructions, William left

Jeanne, Jennifer, James, and his mother, Phoebe, were all waiting for him in the drawing room. Despite the brewing tension between

the details of James and Jennifer’s wedding, which was now scheduled for

loss of several major contracts, the Whitmore family had decided to advance the ceremony ahead of the original date. After all, the Clifford family was considered one of the most prestigious in Manchester. A union with them would elevate the Whitmore’s social standing significantly. William intended to leverage the wedding to build stronger ties with the Clifford family’s business

fourth son, and his elder brothers had long vied for succession, the old man’s favour carried immense weight in determining the next head of the family. The current leader, James’s