Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 35: Meeting with Mayor Grant

When Eleanor reached Stockport Town Hall, it was almost time for her meeting with the Mayor. She stepped out of her car and gave a firm nod to her security team, instructing them to remain outside. With measured steps, she walked up to the reception desk.

"Hello, I have an appointment with the Mayor in ten minutes. The name is Eleanor Langford," she said, her voice composed and professional.

The receptionist quickly made a call to the Mayor’s office to confirm her appointment. After a moment, she smiled politely and handed Eleanor a visitor badge.

"You’re all set. One of our security personnel will escort you to the Mayor’s office," the receptionist said.

The uniformed guard led her through the wide corridors of the historic building. When they arrived at the designated office, a woman at a desk stood and approached.

"Are you Miss Eleanor Langford?" the woman asked.

"Yes," Eleanor replied, her tone polite but reserved.

"Please follow me. Madam Mayor is expecting you."

The woman led her through the door into a spacious, well-lit office. It had an air of old-world charm, with oak furniture, a towering bookshelf, and a collection of framed accolades and photographs. Behind the desk, a woman was scribbling something into a notebook. Though the lines beside her eyes and streaks of white in her hair spoke of her age, her aura was vibrant and commanding.

As the footsteps reached her ears, the Mayor glanced up. Her eyes landed on Eleanor’s face and widened slightly with recognition. A smile tugged at her lips as emotion flickered across her expression.

"You almost look like sister Esmeralda when she was young," the Mayor said softly, her voice touched by nostalgia. "I had my doubts when Elliot called me last night... but seeing you now, I would’ve believed you were her daughter even without the call."

Langford... currently known as Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor. It’s an

a chair in front of her with a smile. "You can call me Aunt. Your mother

took the offered chair, her posture poised but relaxed. "Thank

"Please close the door... and

and left, gently

daughter and that everyone kept you hidden from me. Even my foolish brother didn’t say a word until

made them promise to keep my existence secret, out of fear of the Langford family. She wanted me to grow up independently, without the influence or danger that came from her past. After

laughed quietly, a wistful sound. "That does sound like something your mother would do. She nearly hated her father back then," she said, then

fine," Eleanor said gently. "I’ve learned a few things about the Langfords from

thoughtfully. "You said your surname is Raynor. Are you related to the Raynor family

I was adopted into the Raynor

Raynor yesterday," the Mayor remarked. "Do

me... and he’s aware of my connection to Uncle Grant. That means he knows about you, too. He won’t do anything to harm you. But if you ever need anything, feel free to reach out to

be playing with Freya right now," she thought with a slight smile. She herself didn’t know how her mood changed upon hearing his name. But the Mayor observed it all. After all, dealings

"It was just a business meeting, nothing to worry

today was to learn more about my grandparents and the Langford family. I’ve never visited my mother’s grave. I’d like to do that now... so many years

family recently. The last time I saw him, he was the Leader of the House of Lords. He’s since retired, and his younger brother

saved Eleanor’s contact information and forwarded

a great help," Eleanor said, smiling softly. "Before I go, there’s one more thing. I heard you’re planning

and folded her hands. "Yes. I’ve been working on it for the past three years. The current MP’s

to run, I can help you behind the scenes. But you have to fight for the home office. I need someone there. Just remember, politics can get dirty. Your opponents won’t fight