Mayor Humdinger Novels & Stories

Dustin looked up and shouted. “You don’t have any right to argue!” the mayor said coldly. “Mr. Mayor, you don’t have the right to give orders here,” Dustin said icily. “I’m a sixth tier official! Why wouldn’t I have the right to give orders?” scoffed the mayor. “Because… you’re not Rivenesco’s mayor anymore,” Dustin said evenly. “What a joke!” The mayor looked at him mockingly. “Do you think it’ll become true just because you say it? Do you really think you can remove me from my post?”

I awkwardly started the conversation about him once again. "Sort of," she answered. "Didn’t it bother you that Felicity made such a--- huge claim over his character?" I asked, and she halted in her steps. She didn’t look phased out. "Because I know she is lying. That day in his office, I was there for some work. Felicity is not what you think she is. I suggest you don’t listen to others and form an opinion of Mr. Mayor. He is unlike anybody else." She smiled confidently, but didn’t look very happy with me for bringing up that question again.

The mayor asked, a smile appearing across his face, he stretched out his hand to shake Liam's hand. Liam shook the mayor's hand firmly. “Mayor Whitman, I thought I’d drop by and say hello. It seems I’ve arrived just in time to witness an interesting meeting.” He glanced at Mr. Simpson and Nathan, his tone carrying a subtle edge. The mayor quickly tried to justify the meeting,“Oh, it’s just a business discussion with Mr. Simpson,” he said, forcing a casual tone. “Nothing more than that.” The mayor was hoping that Liam would believe his words. Since he was also a business man on top of being the mayor of the city.

As the face of Amber City, the mayor’s residence naturally could not be too ugly. The moment he entered the door, David saw an old man sitting on top. He was sure that the man was Amber City’s mayor. To be honest, David was a little disappointed. ‘He’s a mayor but he’s not as powerful as I thought. ‘I can destroy him even if I suppress 90% of my power. ‘He’s too inferior compared to that mysterious person I met. ‘They’re not on the same level at all.’ Back then, David thought that the mysterious person was from Amber City.

Or is that not allowed. I don't know how this mayor thing works. We step into Liam's uncle's home after passing through so much security, all sorts. Mr. Harry Houston, the name I've never heard once until Liam happened in my life. I've lived in that town all my life and I had no idea we had a mayor. Classic Scarlett. Sitting in the living room, which looks more like the inside of a castle than a living room from the 21st century, My eyes immediately catch Liam as he starts to take his shir- blazer off.

The citizens could barely survive under his reign. Only after Stephen was replaced by George did Aqua City return to peace. Stephen noticed the mayor's expression and felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart. Was he really that terrifying? Why did people look so scared when they saw him? George said beside him, "Don't worry, he's just my assistant. I'll handle everything." The mayor breathed a sigh of relief. Due to Stephen’s exploits, the mayor of Aqua City had been fired and was still being cursed by the citizens to this day. The mayor had no intention of being fired and did not want to experience the onslaught of criticisms coming his way while being trapped at home.

My astonishment deepened as I scrutinized her face. Former Mayor? Wait... Is she involved in this too? "Good evening to you," Former Mayor Eduardo Saldivar greeted me with a sly grin. He had served as mayor before Uncle Stan. Even though he had spoken, my face still bore the expression of disbelief. Goodness, who wouldn't be shocked to suddenly encounter someone like him, only to discover their involvement in such activities? Unbelievable! The Mayor who once served our town is also a criminal! Well, if I ever get a chance to escape from here, his reputation will surely be in ruins.

Maybe Gerald had brought the agenda item to the floor, but Eric knew he still wasn’t prepared to suffer any fools, and Fenton was a first-rate one. “Anyway, as I was saying, due to Chief Anderson’s, uh, situation, his wife, Charlene Anderson was left to care for their young son alone so that her husband could play hide the sausage with…” “Mr Birch!” cried out Mayor Higgins. “If you can’t make your point without vulgar references, you will need to take your seat!” “I beg your pardon,” the grizzled, skinny, grey-haired Fenton pleaded. “It just upsets my sensibilities as a law-abiding, moral citizen who has contributed so much over the years to the financial well-being of this fine city.”

I wouldn’t be Cejay Merryweather if I would just let a guy intimidates me. “Um...” I paused. What am I going to ask him again? Ah, yes! I remember! “Mr. Huntington, may I ask how’s Mr. Socrates? Did you fire him?” Mr. Huntington moved to massage his nape. “Why do you ask, Ms. Merrywheather?” he asked and continued reading the paper on his desk. Dumbfounded, I furrowed my eyebrows. “I want to know what action have you governed against him. Did you fire him? Where is he now?”

"Help! What do you think you're doing?! Do you even know who my boss is?! I'm warning you, he's the mayor of Jormund! The mayor!" Hal was still howling in pain as she stayed on his rear, his jaw dislocated. His assistant was dazed and clutching his head, but he still shielded Hal with his life. "Mayor? Hah!" Adam's eyes were red, clenching his molars as his face contorted savagely. His fingers clenching on the ashtray, he bellowed, "Fuck you! Does the mayor get to do anything he wants?!"