You dare insult my wife?

Caroline felt nervous, seeing several eyes looking at her as though they were going to burn her up. The look of disgust was evident and she couldn't fail to see that. The way she was dressed wasn't as classy as everyone else, so she looked more like a cleaner to them.

“Someone should tell me how a cleaner got into this place?” the receptionist mocked while looking at Caroline. She figured Caroline was Harrison's wife since she took her attendance but wanted to get back at him for the words he said.

“Harrison” Caroline rushed towards her husband. Even though she felt embarrassed by what she was called, she seemed unaffected by it and wanted to just leave with her husband.

“Did you just call my wife a cleaner?” Harrison frowned as he looked at the receptionist. Unable to hide the disgust, she leaned towards his face and yelled.

“Yes, piece of trash. I won't even employ her as a cleaner even though she looked like one” she growled, but Harrison quickly clutched his nose, which made her c