Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: First Official Address as Prime Ministerial candidate

In a quiet house near Chelsea Old Church, Savannah Chandler stirred awake from her afternoon nap. The councillor of The Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea had grown accustomed to these moments of stillness. Politics had once consumed her, but now, in her later years, life often felt more like a gentle drift toward retirement.

Savannah’s journey had not begun in politics. She was once a schoolteacher, content with a quieter path. But after her father’s death, the party had pressed her to stand for his vacant council seat. Reluctantly, she joined politics and couldn’t leave. Her father’s reputation for honesty and his deep bond with the community carried her through election after election. She was his only child, and with his passing, all his legacy... both political and personal... had passed into her hands.

Over time, Savannah had carved her own popularity. Even when she had once thought of stepping down, her voters refused to let her go. She remained, the familiar face of the borough, even though the rival party always dominated national contests in her constituency.

Her private life, however, had grown quieter. Widowed young, she had raised her two children largely on her own. Her son, now a Major in the Army, had a family of his own. Her daughter had married an American Businessman and settled in Hawthorne, California. These days, the house often felt too big for one woman and her memories.

The shrill buzz of her mobile phone shattered the drowsy calm. She blinked, pushed her glasses onto her nose, and reached for the device on the side table. The call had been going for some time; it must have been what dragged her from sleep.

The screen lit up with a familiar name. Her daughter.

Savannah swiped to answer. Her voice was still heavy with sleep, threaded with sudden worry. "Hello, sweetie... has something happened? You’re calling this early."

On the other end came a light laugh. "No, Mom. It’s already past eight here. We’ve been up for hours."

Savannah exhaled, the tension easing from her shoulders. "Oh, good. Everything’s all right then. You usually don’t call me in the morning. So... what’s up?"

"Mom, something did happen. Have you heard of a company called Orionix SpaceTech?" her daughter asked. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Savannah frowned, rubbing at her temple as she searched her memory. "No... I don’t recall any name like Orionix."

"It’s a rising space company from the US," her daughter explained quickly. "Unlike the others, they never went public. So, no one really knows their value. But in rich circles, it’s believed the owner is secretly among the top ten richest people in the world. They live in the shadows. The point is... your son-in-law applied last month to supply space-grade stainless steel to them. Several bigger companies also bid, and honestly, we thought we had no chance."

"And?" Savannah prompted, sensing where this was heading.

"This morning," her daughter continued, voice trembling slightly, "a representative from Orionix came to our home. They said we could secure the contract privately."

Savannah’s brows lifted. "That is good news. Is that why you called?"

Her daughter’s voice sharpened. "Let me finish. The tender was originally for five hundred million dollars over five years. But Orionix has offered us a contract worth at least one billion... and they’ll pay a hundred million upfront, just for upgrading our facilities."

Savannah sat upright in her chair, her pulse quickening. "Why on earth would they do that?"

"That’s why I had to call you." There was a pause, then her daughter said in a lower voice, "They want you to run for the House of Commons in the upcoming election. The hundred million, they said, would also serve as campaign funds."

Savannah’s hand froze on the armrest. "What? Why would they want that? I’m just a councillor. This area has never been favourable for our party at the national level. If I run, I’ll most likely lose."

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