Rui sighed, her patience fraying. "Do you think the person who lowered taxes across the board would suddenly double them here? Use some logic—this isn't her doing."
The crowd grew louder, their anger spilling over into insults and accusations. Despite Rui's best efforts, their distrust was unshakable.
"You're just as much a liar as the rest of them!"
By the time Rui returned to the estate she shared with Fenrir and Mary Ann, her frustration was palpable. She threw her cloak onto a nearby chair and marched into the meeting room where the two awaited her.
"Well?" Mary Ann asked, her tone tinged with curiosity and concern.
Rui sank into a chair, pinching the bridge of her nose. "It's worse than we thought. The taxes in the third district have been tampered with, just as we suspected. It's no longer a 0.2% increase—it's 1%, and the people are furious."
Fenrir raised an eyebrow. "Did you try to explain?"