"Who is he?", the mayor rolled up his sleeves, without the demeanor of the upper class elite. He walked back and forth, looking at Mrs. Vivian sitting silent on the edge of the bed from time to time. If the servant hadn''t told him today that the physiological belt hadn''t been used up, he wouldn''t know it at all!


    Physiological belt is a long cotton cloth strip filled with some substances that are easy to absorb water. It is a small thing for women in physiological period. The poor people simply use cloth strips. After they use them, they wash and dry them, put them away and continue to use them next time. But for a family with the identity of mayor, this kind of thing is a consumable. The servant will bring new physiology every month according to the scheduled time.


    But this time, the maid found that none of the physiological belt of last month was left in the drawer. She knew that Mrs. Vivian might be pregnant, so she excitedly told the housekeeper the news. In fact, the servants in the family are a little worried. At the age of the mayor and Mrs. Vivian, there are no offspring. It is a terrible thing for the servants in the family, which means that one of them cannot complete the great cause of the continuation of blood and surname, which is destructive to the family.


    If the owner is older and unable to give birth, these servants will start to consider finding another way out. Instead of hanging from a tree, waiting for the property to be recovered by the family after the old master''s old death in the future, they were expelled by the family.


    Therefore, the pregnancy of the hostess is definitely a happy thing for all the servants in the family.


    But the problem is... The seed in Mrs. Vivian''s stomach is not the mayor''s.


    The above scene happened when the housekeeper told Peter the pleasant news and congratulated him.


    There was a surge of anger in Peter''s cold eyes. He knew that Mrs. Vivian was out looking for some little men to have fun, but he didn''t care much. As early as he met Mrs. Vivian, his ultimate goal was not love, but interests. He can allow Mrs. Vivian to be romantic, or she can fool around outside. All these are the results that he should bear when he deceived Mrs. Vivian.


    Just like himself, there were several mistresses outside. Even he guessed that he was the one who could not give birth to children. So this exacerbated his indulgence to Mrs. Vivian, but one thing is that Mrs. Vivian should not have feelings with anyone, let alone be pregnant. This is an act that he cannot tolerate and cannot forgive.


    He pressed his hand on the pure gold belt buckle, untied the button, slowly pulled the belt down from his waist, rolled his arm, and exposed the end. Even though he was going crazy, he still kept the most basic reason. He knew that Mrs. Vivian could not be hurt too much, let alone killed her alive. No matter how many years the old thing lying in bed can live, at least while he is alive, the mayor must bow to the power in his hands.


    He waved his arm vigorously, and the leather belt hummed on Mrs. Vivian''s arm with wind pressure and whistling in the air. A blood stain appeared on the exposed skin and quickly became red and swollen.


    "Bitch, tell me who did it! Otherwise I will never let you live today!" Peter trembled slightly when he spoke, but he well controlled his violent mood. Instead of yelling, he was deep biting his teeth and words. He waved the belt again and pulled it hard on Mrs. Vivian. With a slap, the belt bent over when it touched Mrs. Vivian''s shoulder and hit her back.


    Peter rushed angrily, tore off Mrs. Vivian''s clothes, clenched his teeth, flashing a fierce light in his eyes, and brandished his belt crazily again and again.


    I don''t know how long ago, Mrs. Vivian was covered with blood marks all over her body, lying on the ground panting, and Peter''s anger restrained a lot. He threw off his deformed belt, put down his sleeves, sorted out his shirt, glanced sideways at Mrs. Vivian on the ground and pushed the door away. When the door was about to close, the voice of the mayor came.


    "I''ll find that guy, even if you don''t say a word!"


    After a vent of rage and destruction, the mayor felt much better. He went to the restaurant and sat down, asked the housekeeper to bring him a glass of high fruit wine and put three ice cubes. He hooked his fingers, and the housekeeper bent down and listened to his orders.


    "How many people know about your wife''s pregnancy?"


    The cold tone and the mayor''s ruthless eyes made the housekeeper jump. He whispered, "three maids and a servant know the news. I asked them not to spread it out for the time being. It''s not too late to discuss it after the news is confirmed."


    "Well done!" the mayor pointed to the housekeeper, took a red fruit from the fruit tray on the tea table, threw it into the import and bit it hard. The cold fruit juice and the sour, sweet and delicious taste stimulated his taste buds. Some red juice like blood splashed out of his mouth and fell on the transparent tea table. "Get rid of these people and be quiet. I don''t want to hear anyone talk about it again. Do you understand?"


    The housekeeper''s heart jumped. Although he didn''t know why he had such instructions, as a housekeeper, he decided to faithfully perform the tasks assigned by his master.


    "Call your wife''s driver, I have something to ask him.", the mayor waved his hand, the housekeeper leaned over and left. Although there was some pity in his eyes, it was soon replaced by perseverance.


    After a while, Mrs. Vivian''s full-time driver stood awkwardly in front of the mayor. Although he was Mrs. Vivian''s full-time driver, he rarely had a chance to see the mayor. Even if they were husband and wife, they rarely took concerted action. He bowed his head uneasily and said "Lord Mayor".


    Peter cocked his legs. The "activity" just now made him feel an unprecedented sense of comfort. At this time, a smile appeared on his face, "where does Mrs. Vivian go most recently?"


    The driver didn''t dare to lie. When he stood here, he felt that he was about to breathe. How dare he lie?


    "Madam often goes to delier Art Museum recently. She often buys some paintings or works of art."


    Delier is still known to the mayor. He has known this man since the first day he came to tenell. He had friends in the capital. Delier had some private problems there and was kicked out. He had to stay in a small city such as tener and sell some so-called "works of art" for a living. Mrs. Vivian took a lot of things from him. Some mayors asked people to see them, and finally came to the comment that they were "worthless".


    However, it seems that Mrs. Vivian is very keen on art. At the same time, she also held an expensive women''s tea party in delier. He turned a blind eye to it. No matter how much money he spent, it was not his. He didn''t have to feel sorry for the money that wasn''t his own.


    But delier... No, not him!


    The mayor looked up and said, "go and invite delier. Say I invited him to be a guest. Go now!"