Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68: Kelly Wilson

Eleanor woke early, the faint glow of dawn seeping through the heavy curtains of her bedroom. Her senses stirred before her body fully did, and she instinctively reached out with her aura, brushing against a familiar presence lingering just outside the door.

"Ophelia," she thought, instantly alert. "She must have come to report her investigation results. I can’t let her wait too long. Freya is still asleep... I’ll have to step out quietly."

Eleanor slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. After a quick wash, she changed out of her soft sleepwear into a simple, elegant loungewear set. She moved with practiced grace as she stepped outside her room, carefully closing the door behind her so Freya wouldn’t stir.

As she turned, she found Ophelia standing silently, almost like a shadow in the hallway.

"I suppose you’ve brought something interesting, since you couldn’t wait for me to become available to hear your report," Eleanor said softly.

Ophelia gave a quick nod, her eyes sharp and serious. "Yes, Ma’am. I’ve uncovered a very big secret."

Just as she began to speak, Eleanor raised a hand. "Let’s go to the study. I’d rather hear this in private."

"Of course." Ophelia followed her without question.

Inside the study, Eleanor took her seat at the head of the polished wooden desk and motioned for Ophelia to sit across from her. The room was silent except for the faint ticking of the clock on the far wall.

"Alright," Eleanor said, folding her hands. "You may begin."

Ophelia straightened her posture, her voice calm and measured. "I won’t get into the full process I used to gather this information... it would take too long. But what I’ve found about Kelly Wilson is a very deep story. I retrieved details from St. Margaret’s School, the London School of Economics, and Holy Trinity Cathedral in Accra, Ghana."

Eleanor raised an eyebrow in interest but didn’t interrupt.

"Kelly Wilson’s real name is Joan Kelly Osborne," Ophelia began. "Her father, Jack Osborne, was a Commander in the Royal Ulster Constabulary. One Sunday, the Osborne family... including Joan’s mother, Katherine Wilson, went to a local church service, which was attacked by the Irish Republican Army. Everyone of Osborne family died in that incident... except Joan. She had stayed home that day because she was sick."

Eleanor’s eyes narrowed slightly. "So, she was really an orphan."

Ophelia nodded. "Yes. After the attack, the Right Reverend Hannah Cranfield visited the church and learned about Joan’s situation. At the time, Joan was under the care of a local clergyman. Moved by her story, Hannah Cranfield brought her to England and enrolled her as a resident student at St. Margaret’s School, which was supported by the Church. Joan thrived there and eventually received a fully funded scholarship to the London School of Economics, where she began a degree in Financial Mathematics and Statistics."

Eleanor leaned forward slightly, intrigued.

"At LSE, Joan met one of her classmates... Anthony Hayward Chapman, and the two fell in love. During their final year, Anthony’s father, Baron Hayward John Chapman of Bethnal Green, who was a Minister in the House of Lords at the time, arranged a political marriage for his son. Anthony refused, informing his father about his relationship with Joan and rejecting the arranged marriage."

Ophelia paused and looked Eleanor in the eye. "That’s when Joan’s problems began. Baron Hayward sent his men to threaten her. He demanded she break things off with Anthony."

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