Chapter 62 Beginning of the Long Battle

Eleanor stood outside the restaurant. The smell of sizzling food wafted through the air, reminding her of the countless hours she'd spent here. With a mixture of nostalgia and resolve, she pushed open the door and stepped inside. The clinking of cutlery and the murmur of diners filled the restaurant. When Michael noticed Eleanor, his face lit up with a smile, but the smile faltered as he caught the serious expression on her face. “Eleanor! What happened?” Michael's voice carried concern as he gestured for her to come closer. Eleanor approached the counter, her eyes fixed on Michael. “I need to talk to you, Michael. It’s important.” Sensing the gravity in her tone, Michael motioned for her to step into the quieter area near the kitchen. “Sure, let's talk. What's on your mind?” Taking a deep breath, Eleanor began, her words measured but resolute. “I've made a decision. I'm planning to surrender myself to the authorities.” Michael’s brows furrowed in surprise and concern. “Surrender