Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 192: Care, Love and Drugs

In the police station, Eleanor had just finished revealing the wrongdoings of every officer present to the others. At first, they were shocked. Then came the protests. Eventually, they all cast their gaze down onto their laps, feeling dejected.

She was receiving live updates through her earpiece, connected directly to her shadow team. When she realised the mission was complete and her team was returning to the station, she decided it was time to wrap up.

"Isadora, give me the box," she said.

Isadora placed an identical copy of the box that Eleanor had gifted the Inspector earlier onto the table.

Eleanor slid the box across to Inspector G. Reynolds and said, "Inspector, thank you for your cooperation. This small gift is for your team, as promised. I’ll leave the distribution to you."

She looked around. All the officers present were eyeing the box curiously.

She continued, "Officers, I came here to rescue someone. It seems my team has completed the job. What I expect from you will be explained by your Inspector later. I’ll take my leave now. You now know each other’s darkest secrets. I know a few more, but those are not important. The important thing in a force is unity. Despite knowing one another’s faults, if you can support each other, I believe you might still clean up the social pariahs of this area. Best wishes to you all. And thank you."

With that, she stood up and confidently walked out of the meeting room. Isadora and Livia followed closely behind.

Livia couldn’t help but ask, "Is Georgia okay?"

Eleanor replied, "She’s been through some kind of torture. She’s unconscious, but alive. I believe she’ll need to stay in hospital for a while to recover."

"Is it serious?" Livia asked with concern.

"No. Just some bruises and lack of nourishment. Nothing too serious. Don’t worry... you’ll see her soon."

As the group walked out of the station, Eleanor turned to the guard posted at the entrance and asked, "Did anyone come to the station while we were inside?"

The guard replied respectfully, "No, Ma’am."

Isadora chimed in with a laugh, "Looks like this station isn’t very popular around here."

Just then, they saw the rescue team approaching not far away.

Eleanor said, "Let’s get in the cars. We need to leave this area as soon as possible."

Isadora stepped forward, opened Eleanor’s car door, and Eleanor got in.

but Eleanor said, "Get in. You can see her once we’re

Eleanor, Livia said firmly, "Don’t worry. That’s a given. She’s my friend. Of course, I’ll stay

when she regains consciousness. You’ll have to explain everything that happened. And there’s another issue... her son. He’s in Durham Cathedral School. As a boarding school, it’s safe for a day or two. But if you delay, Georgia’s

Georgia’s employment, contact Teresa. She may be able to help find her a job so she can settle in Manchester. It’s better for her not to return to Middlesbrough. My guards gave the people in that area

nodded, "Okay. I

back seat of Sebastian’s

***

contacted Edward Miller in advance, so a medical team was already waiting at the gate to receive

would return after Georgia’s initial check-up and after ensuring they were

headed straight back

first floor. He gave her a small smile. "You’re late.

warmth spread through her heart.

to her

accumulated fatigue and sore muscles from a long, demanding day were washed away under the stream of hot water. She had badly needed

an hour later, she emerged

went directly to the dining room and found a full spread of steaming food on the table. Two place settings had been laid out, and Ethan was seated at one of

and asked, "Why haven’t you had

you’d feel lonely eating alone,"

Despite that, she quickly regained composure and said, "It’s well past

Ethan raised an eyebrow, a sly

slightly, "I... I said it casually. Meals should be taken on time... it’s good for your health."

filling her plate with various

he restrained himself. Everything would settle

***

737 of Delta Air Lines landed at Norfolk International Airport after 10 p.m. local time. Passengers formed a line and began to disembark. Among them were three members of the Whitmore family. They had travelled from Manchester via Virgin Atlantic Airways, with a layover of more than three hours at Hartsfield–Jackson Atlanta International Airport. Their connecting flight had been delayed by over an

successfully left

They made their

They loaded the bags onto a trolley and headed

bolted towards William, who was walking slightly ahead, leading the way.

formed between William and the

their firearms, pointing them at William. One officer stepped forward and said firmly, "Sir,