Nia Mitchell hadn't expected Molly Harguez to fall. She reached out to help her but didn't manage to catch her in time.
"Oh, heavens!"
Molly Harguez landed directly on the floor, bursting into loud sobs.
"Look at her! How can she call herself a daughter, pushing her own mother down? She has absolutely no conscience!"
Molly Harguez's ultimate weapon was to weep, make a scene, and then threaten suicide.
Nia Mitchell immediately covered her face, not wanting to look at Molly Harguez acting like this.
The mayor was still sitting there, his face full of mockery as he watched the scene, his smile growing wider.
"Nia Mitchell, hurry up. Otherwise, no matter how much you beg me later, I won't let you off, you know."
The mayor said this with a smile, but everyone could sense his true intentions.
Even if Nia Mitchell were to kneel humbly, he wouldn't let the Mitchell family off.
"You..."
Just as Nia was about to speak, the ward door opened once again.
