Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 31

Chapter 31: The Grant Family

After Sebastian vanished into the shadows, Mr. Grant stood frozen on the spot. Eleanor could sense the awkwardness hanging in the air, but she waited patiently. She knew he needed a moment to process everything. She had no intention of hiding her power from him. If anything, she needed him to shed his protective instinct toward her and see her for who she had become.

She understood where his protectiveness came from. As one of her mother’s closest friends, he had always held a soft spot for her. She had known Mr. Grant since childhood and remembered how much he cared. But now, she needed him to see her as a capable adult, someone who could protect not only herself but others as well.

Finally, Mr. Grant broke the silence. "Let’s sit down first," he said, walking to his chair and gesturing to the one opposite him.

Eleanor took her seat without hesitation.

"You’ve grown up, Eleanor," he said, his voice heavy with emotion. "I always knew you as the shy, kind, lively, and adorable girl. I was afraid someone would hurt you again." His voice trailed off at the end.

"Uncle, I know what I used to be. I caused a lot of worry for all of you," Eleanor said softly. "I should’ve grown up earlier."

He looked at her, concern still lingering in his eyes. "Now that you’re here, do you plan to go back to that family?"

Eleanor scoffed. "Whitmore’s? I have no intention of returning to them."

I never had concrete proof, all the evidence I gathered about... that incident of yours... pointed to them. I shouldn’t say this, but I was

any case, I think you should keep a low profile and reclaim

"I’m no longer Eleanor Whitmore. I’m Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor, adopted into the Raynor Family. They took me in when I had nothing... trained me,

you were living in the

looking for me at the time. While I was there, I built my own company, and now it’s worth more than EverBuild Solutions Limited. I

"Good. Good. Your mother would be

today to ensure your safety," she said, her tone serious. "If William suspects anyone of helping me survive all these years, it will be you. Just a few hours ago, someone tried to assassinate me. Don’t worry... they’re all dead. But I suspect the Whitmores were behind it. They may come after you next. Would you allow me to

to attack me directly. My family’s been in politics for generations. I met your mother during a political gathering. Neither of us liked politics, but our families had close ties. Your maternal grandfather

Member of Parliament, and currently, my sister is the Mayor of Stockport. If William tries anything funny, it’ll cause a political storm. He might scheme behind the

any other family members living here?"

was just my sister and me. Our father’s

it’s settled. I’ll still deploy some of my personal guards here. Even if

and I hardly leave the house nowadays. We don’t

"Thank you, Uncle."

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