Five days later, Eleanor returned home after a busy day at the office. There was a lot of work involved in shaping her newly acquired companies. Some of the top management personnel had resigned, leaving significant gaps that needed urgent filling. Fortunately, her team was capable enough to temporarily replace those positions, but they still needed to hire qualified individuals soon.
It was evening, and the surrounding area was illuminated by streetlights. As her car stopped in the villa's driveway, she stepped out, deep in thought about how to handle the ongoing vacancy crisis. Just as she closed the car door, the entire neighborhood was suddenly plunged into darkness.
Her sharp senses immediately kicked in. Eleanor's right ear involuntarily shifted into its original werewolf form, picking up the faint whistling of something approaching rapidly. Instinctively, she dropped to the ground.
