Peter went into the study, took off his coat and lay on his back on the sofa. With his eyes closed, the recent events in his mind are constantly churning, which makes him a little exhausted.
After wood''s death, the part of money he handed in every month was temporarily missing. Not to mention, Gordo''s death gave the mayor a bad feeling. I don''t know when some things have gradually lost control, which is definitely not a good sign for rule makers like him. More importantly, at a time when he couldn''t understand it, the state tax bureau sent investigators to tenar to check the tax. It''s hard to say whether there is any connection.
Coupled with Vivian''s sudden pregnancy, he was in a mess.
"Madam has not tried to leave the manor these days?", the mayor closed his eyes and enjoyed the rare leisure time after busy and intense work. Ordinary people may have collapsed under this pressure, but Peter enjoys it very much. He is a man who pursues power from the beginning and now.
While helping the mayor tidy up his coat and hang it up, the housekeeper replied, "so far, my wife hasn''t left the room, but has eaten very little."
"Has anyone come to see her?", Mrs. Vivian has a lot of handkerchiefs. These handkerchiefs are all ladies in the city. Their husbands were either employees of the Empire or ambitious tycoons in tenell. Men''s communication is always inseparable from the adjustment of communication flowers, so not everyone may have enough energy at home, which also makes the largest circle of ladies in the city a little chaotic,
Mrs. Vivian is the number one person in the noble women''s circle. She hasn''t appeared for several days. It''s inevitable that someone will want to contact her to start a station and carry out any activities. These ladies should not be underestimated. This is Peter''s accumulated experience over the years. They may not have much ability to do business, but they are definitely good at sabotage. Mrs. Vivian organized such a tea party, which was also the result of Peter''s instigation and laissez faire. When necessary, these women are likely to bring him great benefits. Even if it''s the worst, they won''t hurt him inexplicably.
"My Lord, Mrs. gogma came yesterday, and she refused her visit because of her physical discomfort. So far, no one else has visited or attempted to visit her.", the housekeeper dutifully answered Peter''s question. It''s not easy to be a housekeeper, especially a big man''s housekeeper.
Peter nodded. "What about the police at the door? Had they left when I came back?"
"Well, there was a heavy rain today, and they were all wet. I let them in and had a rest for a while. After that, they may have caught a cold. In order to prevent them from passing the cold to the people in the manor, I let them rest for a while and then left."
"Well done!"
Cold is a strange disease. It won''t be so fierce, it won''t make people unable to stand and walk, and it won''t make people lose any function of the body, but a cold will kill people. Those in the church once said that a cold is the punishment of God and the judgment of the soul. Every year, many people leave the world because of a cold and return to the embrace of God. The most interesting thing is that the poor can''t afford medicine when they get a cold, but most people can always recover. On the contrary, those dignitaries, using all kinds of precious drugs, always close their eyes carelessly.
Some people say that because the hearts of the dignitaries are black, God has judged them. Obviously, this rumor does not have any basis and authenticity. The official has also stood up to refute the rumor, but the big people firmly believe in it.
So their attitude towards catching a cold is to never touch it.
Peter soon fell into a deep sleep. The day-to-day work exhausted him, but he enjoyed it.
At this time, the two little policemen had taken off their uniforms. The meeting with Mrs. Vivian really brought great opportunities to Du Lin, but it can also be said that it made him face a greater crisis. Durin firmly believes that anyone who encounters the same setbacks in a row will produce antibodies and have the desire to overcome them. Maybe someone will admit his fate and be willing to lower his noble head, but he believes that Mrs. Vivian is not such a person.
She was born in the governor''s house and came to the world with a golden spoon since childhood. All the people she came into contact with were aristocratic politicians and business tycoons. For her, perhaps the world itself was like this. She didn''t recognize the world until she fell to the ground and chewed a mouthful of bitter and astringent mud.
Power, wealth and prestige constitute a decent world. If you want to live a decent life and everything is so satisfactory, you can''t rely on others. Others may look up at you because of your husband and your father, but they only look up at you after all. In the eyes of these politicians, family members are just flowers to decorate their sense of social responsibility. It is impossible to change their goals or ambitions.
The only way to change is to join them and become one of them.
When mayor Peter, the current governor, and all politicians have to look up to her, her will is their will.
"If you want to keep your baby, if you want to get even hypocritical but seemingly sincere love, Mrs. Vivian, you should make a decision."
"You should not be a woman who depends on others to get the necessities of life. You should be a strong woman. Your tea party and your social circle are enough for you to get what ordinary people can''t get in a very short time."
"I''m not instigating you to go against your husband and your father''s will, but I just want to see an excellent woman stand up independently, representing the majority of vulnerable women and make her own voice!"
Peter fell into a deep sleep in his study, but Mrs. Vivian looked at the charming moonlight after the rainstorm from the window and thought about what the guy named Dooling had said to her during the day. I have to admit that Dooling is a very talkative guy. He successfully aroused Mrs. Vivian''s rebellious psychology and her desire to change her destiny.
In the dead of night, there was a question hovering in her mind.
If she were a mayor or even a governor, would her life be the same as now?
no
No, just as Turin said, even if it is false, Peter will give her the life she wants!
She clenched her fist, stroked her belly, and made what might be the most important decision in her life!