Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 138: Kingdom First!

After declaring the name, Baron John Constantine paused for a moment, then added, "I know Baron Chapman has declined several positions in the past. But his father was once a minister of this kingdom, and his forefathers served in various prominent capacities throughout our history. This is the time he must step up and fulfill his family’s legacy. If we hope to win the next election and restore the reputation of our party, then as co-chairman, it is his duty not to shy away. He is the most suitable candidate I can think of to lead us to victory. I formally request both the house and Baron Chapman himself to consider this proposal."

Anthony, who had been suddenly thrown into the center of attention, smiled bitterly. He had attended every session of tonight’s meetings but had not spoken a single word. It was nothing unusual for him. Anthony Chapman had always been the silent presence in party meetings. His position as co-chairman was granted not because of any political ambition but due to the weight of his family name. His ancestors had built their legacy through decades of loyal service, and Anthony inherited not just that legacy, but also an enormous fortune.

Because of his wealth and silence, he had always been well respected... neutral, uninvolved, and thus, untouchable. He had turned down multiple chances to gain political office, showing no interest in power or influence. Yet, here he was... nominated to be the next leader of the party, and potentially the next Prime Minister.

As the murmurs of agreement echoed around him, his thoughts suddenly drifted back to his strange encounter with that black clothed man a few days ago. The memory sent a chill down his spine.

That man’s cold voice echoed in his mind again:

"You don’t have to do anything. Just accept what’s being offered to you. Your party is going to nominate you as the leader. All you need to do is accept the honor gracefully. Later, they’ll name you the next candidate for Prime Minister. You just have to smile, campaign, and win. My boss will handle the rest."

The memory of those words made Anthony shiver. Despite sitting comfortably in his study, dressed warmly, and with the room heater humming quietly, he felt a chill creep up his spine. A cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

"The entire political structure of the kingdom is being manipulated by this mysterious ’boss’... just to fulfill his wish? Who has this kind of power?"

He thought back to how this scandal had erupted. It started with a tip about an MP... someone without much standing in the party. Yet somehow, that single MP had access to enough evidence to bring down dozens of powerful figures. MPs, ministers, advisors... names that had once seemed untouchable were now being paraded through headlines. The authorities looked like they had been too lucky to struck a gold mine.

Anthony clenched his fists under the table. "Only I know the truth. Or maybe the chairman and a few others who were unusually proactive tonight," he thought.

But when he thought about the daughter he had never met, his heart hardened. The DNA test he had personally conducted left no room for doubt... she was his daughter. And yet, he had no idea what she was doing under the wing of her incredibly powerful boss.

"How much power does someone need to orchestrate something this massive?"

"Will they truly keep their promise and let me meet her after all this?"

capable of toppling

than the last. But

hardened. He had avoided power his whole

control

swirled in his mind, he completely

support the chairman’s proposal. If anyone here has

minute, giving everyone

more may follow. But in the midst of this crisis, we, as a party, have gained something greater... renewed public support. Our popularity is now at an all-time high. Given the arrests and the public anger surrounding the Stockport Scandal, we believe the time is right to demand an early election... for the good

again

This will be our rallying cry. After tonight’s meeting, we should formally declare Baron Chapman as our Prime Ministerial candidate and go public with

now. "Baron Chapman, do you

the in the meeting looked at Anthony, who had been lost in thought just moments ago. Then, his

"I accept," he said.

quiet sighs of relief. Given the party’s current state and the shifting sands of national politics, they all agreed... Baron Chapman was

minister, let alone Prime Minister, I realize this is not the time to

said tonight. In these turbulent times, I must fulfill my duty... to the party, and more

is someone more suitable than

The silence that followed

senior MP spoke up, "We trust you, Baron Chapman. And we stand

murmuring in

draft the public statement now and send it to the media outlets. At sunrise, the

back in his chair, trying to process everything. Behind his calm demeanor, his mind was still

mysterious boss? What does he want? And how far is he willing to go to

to that boss’s power. But for now, he had to play his part. The pieces had been arranged. The