CHAPTER 145

The Mayor’s eyes subconsciously widened to that of saucers, and his throat bobbed constantly as he cleared his throat like a lump was lodged there. “T-the young master’s w-wife?” He sputtered out, the panic in his face now worse than it was before.

Rhea’s eyes flashed with impatience. “I don’t think I stuttered the first time, did I? Explain why you had the audacity to throw the young master’s wife out of your daughter’s wedding. Weren’t you supposed to treat them like the honorary guests they were?”

The mayor’s expression turned remorseful and apologetic. “I-I wasn’t aware they were related to the young master. I swear I wouldn’t have dared to treat them in such a manner if I did,” the mayor rushed out, his voice filled with desperation. “The young master is someone I dare not offend. Please forgive my oversight.”

“There is only one way to fix your mistake,” Rhea began. “I’ll call the young master and explain that you acted out of ignorance, and once he reinstates your daughter’s wed