His Taboo

"You are the capitalist. Your whole family are the capitalist." I yelled at Harris's back. Soon, I realized my mistake.  Carroll was Harris' cousin, and I was Carroll's wife. Weren't Carroll and I members of Harris' family? Didn't I curse myself? "Well, I have a meeting. Enjoy yourself." Carroll pinched my face and then went upstairs. "Madam, I have to remind you of one thing. In the future, don't mention mother in front of Mr. Carroll." Confirming that Carroll was upstairs, Jason said to me seriously and cautiously.  "Why? Not even his mother?" "Carroll's mother must be as kind and gentle as an angel." "Otherwise, how can Carroll be so considerate and gentle?" Jason stomped his feet. After one nervous glance at the stairs, he almost ran over to cover my mouth. "Madam, no! This is the taboo of Mr. Carroll." Alright, taboo. I shut my mouth sensibly. Everyone had his bottom line, and so did Carroll. I shouldn't cross his bottom line because of his indulgence.  The next day, I arrived at