Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Return to the Kingdom

Eleanor normally didn’t flaunt her wealth. However, revealing her financial power was a tactic Fiona had taught her... a subtle yet effective strategy to suppress the arrogance of high-ranking government officials.

Humans are a peculiar species. When they discover that someone earns slightly more or wields marginally greater influence than themselves, they often become envious. But when they realize that someone holds unimaginable wealth or power far beyond their comprehension... that envy often transforms into fear and respect.

This method worked like a charm, particularly when the person on the other end held a position of influence. Instead of viewing you as a competitor, they began to see you as an asset to the country... someone worth protecting and appeasing.

When Eleanor casually revealed her net worth, the Police Commissioner’s mind struggled to process the figure.

"Sorry... did you just say two hundred and thirty billion US dollars?" he asked, blinking as though he had misheard her.

"Yes," Eleanor replied without blinking. "You heard correctly."

There was no arrogance in her tone. Just cold, factual delivery.

"May I know your name, miss?"

"My name is Eleanor Raynor. If you need confirmation, you can contact your Ministry of Foreign Affairs," she said, her face still devoid of expression.

The commissioner quickly shook his head, waving his hands slightly. "No, no... that won’t be necessary. I was just curious."

After a brief pause, he shifted to business. "We’ve decided not to pursue a formal complaint from Anatoly about the attack. Instead, we will classify the incident as a terrorist attempt to create chaos. That way, there will be no official prime suspect, and no diplomatic complications. We’ll simply need a statement from you regarding what happened... just a formality."

At that moment, the elevator door opened, and Dimitry Petrov stepped out. His sharp eyes quickly assessed the scene, and when he saw the commissioner speaking to Eleanor, his expression hardened with seriousness.

The commissioner noticed Dimitry immediately and adjusted his stance, his tone becoming even more respectful.

"Mr. Petrov! It’s good to see you. What brings you here?"

Dimitry walked closer, nodding politely. "They are my guests. They arrived from abroad, and this unfortunate incident occurred. As their host, I felt ashamed. I came to ensure they are unharmed and offer my assistance."

Though he didn’t gesture toward anyone specifically, his words held enough weight. The commissioner instantly understood the implication and became noticeably more respectful toward Eleanor.

"I trust you will help me in keeping them out of this incident," Dimitry continued. "My guests came to Russia to explore partnerships with local industries. I hope they see this incident as isolated and not representative of our country. It would be a shame if this unfortunate event discouraged them from investing here."

Hearing that Eleanor was not only extraordinarily wealthy but also considering investing in Russia changed the commissioner’s demeanour entirely. His voice softened, becoming almost reverent.

"Of course. We also hope our esteemed guests will consider this an unfortunate accident. We will apprehend the culprit soon. Next time you come to Moscow, please inform me in advance. I will personally arrange proper security for you."

He hesitated, then added with a slightly nervous smile, "You won’t even need to provide a statement. I’ll handle the matter myself."

Every nation... regardless of size, ideology, or development... treated wealthy foreign investors like deities. They were seen as direct benefactors to the national economy, and thus often received treatment and privileges far beyond those afforded to ordinary citizens. Russia was no exception.

Eleanor offered a small nod. "If the inquiry is over, I’d like to rest."

"Of course, please rest. We’ll take care of everything," the commissioner replied swiftly.

It was then that Anatoly Ignatov, who had been silently observing the exchange, finally spoke up.

"Miss Raynor, thank you... for saving my life. I may be a minor official, with limited influence, but I will do everything I can to repay this favour. If you ever need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask."

"There’s no need," Eleanor said softly. "It was the right thing to do. Besides, you were once an acquaintance. I don’t abandon people who matter to me... or to my friends."

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