A Bumpy Road to Power

"What do you mean? Didn't you say you're going back to the office? How come it's your mom who sent you here?"

From Brynn Quincy's words, Mona caught something amiss.

Brynn Quincy shivered.

He quickly changed his words, saying, "I originally didn't want to go back to the office today, but my mom urged me to come back, I..."

The words hadn't finished leaving his mouth.

Bang!

The door was pushed open.

Then, the lights were turned on.

The glaring light dazzled the eyes of the two, taking a moment to adjust before they could see clearly. Standing in front were five or six men, each looking fierce and menacing. One of the men greedily scanned Mona from head to toe, as if he wished to devour her.

"Ironhead, that's her."

At this moment.

A lackey pointed at Mona and said.

The so-called Ironhead was recognized by Mona.

He was the same person who had led people to chase her and Dirk Carter at Willow Lane.

Ironhead was of average height, thin and wiry, with a broken left eyebrow seeming like a scar.

His hair was cut in a crew cut.

Giving off an aura of brutality.

He was about to approach Mona.

The lackey whispered something in his ear.

Ironhead frowned.

He pulled over a chair and sat down opposite Mona.

At this moment.

Mona and Brynn Quincy were sitting side by side in two chairs, but they were tied up with ropes, unable to move at all.

"You are Abigail Camden, the reporter from the state TV station?"

Ironhead asked.

Mona had a look of someone ready to face death, and said, "Yes, that's me!"

"This person, you should know him, right?"

Ironhead took out a cellphone.

He waved it in front of Mona.

A random press on the screen showed a selfie as the screensaver; it was none other than Braulio Golding.

This cellphone was also recognized by Mona, it was Braulio Golding's own.

At that moment.

Mona seemed to comprehend something.

She yelled, "Was it you who sent the message that tricked me into coming here? Where's Braulio Golding, what have you done to her?"

"You want to know what's become of her, then hand over the secretly recorded data. This trade, it should be reasonable, right?"

Ironhead asked.

Mona gritted her teeth, facing Ironhead, said, "Don't even think about it! For what you've done, I'm going to expose you all, I want you scum behind bars, I want you to pay the price!"

Seeing Mona so indignantly furious.

Ironhead sighed deeply.

He said, "Looks like we can't reach an agreement?"

Having said that.

His gaze fell upon Brynn Quincy.

Brynn Quincy shuddered at his look, stammering said, "You guys...you guys don't hurt us...my...my dad...my dad is the Deputy Party Secretary of Silverwood City, if you touch me...you guys will… be done for..."

"Wow, your dad's the Deputy Party Secretary, huh? Well, my dad's the Party Secretary."

A lackey mocked.

Another person said, "Then my dad is the State Committee Secretary."

"Hahaha…"

Laughter erupted.

In their viewpoint, Brynn Quincy's words were absolutely unbelievable.

Ironhead remained silent.

Pointing at Brynn Quincy, he asked, "What's your relationship with her?"

Brynn Quincy wasn't dumb.

He knew if he revealed the close relationship with Mona, he'd be the one in trouble.

Summoning courage.

He said, "I have nothing to do with her, we…we're just ordinary friends, very ordinary friends."

Upon hearing this.

Mona was somewhat in disbelief.

On the way, Brynn Quincy kept belittling Dirk Carter and expressing love to her, saying how much he loved her, wanting to get engaged and married to her.

Unexpectedly, when catastrophe loomed, his entire narrative shifted, suddenly they were unrelated.

"Oh? Ordinary friends? I don't believe it."

Ironhead said.

Brynn Quincy panicked.

Righteously declared, "Really, we are just ordinary friends, I don't like her, she doesn't like me, she likes another man, not me…"

"Is that so?"

Ironhead asked Mona.

Mona hadn't had a chance to answer.

Brynn Quincy quickly said, "That's right, it is exactly like that."

"Then why are you two, late at night, together and in the same car?"

Ironhead continued to ask.

Brynn Quincy knew he had to pull out the trump card, otherwise he'd be finished.

Clenching his teeth, he said, "I…I deliberately accompanied her to Silverwood City, I arranged for a woman to entice the man she likes, to make her despise that man, honestly, I even have the transaction records with that woman on my phone, if you don't believe it, you can see for yourselves."

"Brynn Quincy! You bastard!"

Mona, suddenly knowing the truth, roared angrily.

Brynn Quincy felt no shame.

Coldly snorted, said, "Mona, don't blame me, blame Dirk Carter for ruining my plans, he shouldn't have shown up, otherwise we wouldn't be caught in this mess. If you want to blame, blame Dirk Carter, don't blame me! Do you really think he's a good man? You still call him, do you think he actually cares about you, would actually come to save you?"

"No matter what, he's still better than you, the despicable traitor!"

Mona screamed.

"Enough!"

Ironhead roared, cutting off the two of them.

Then said, "Why do you think this is some place for you to argue?"

After speaking.

He addressed Mona, "I'll ask you again, are you handing it over?"

"Don't even dream of it! I won't hand it over."

Mona firmly said.

Ironhead nodded.

He said, "Alright, you won't hand it over, you're stubborn, I want to see how stubborn you are, Eagle, come over here."

Ironhead called out.

From the crowd emerged a tall, lean man, resembling a reed.

The man had a distinctive hooked nose.

Presumably, Eagle's nickname came from this feature.

"Eagle, from now on, the woman is handed over to you, I don't care what method you use, get me those materials."

"Got it, boss, don't worry, I've got a way with women."

Eagle's eyes betrayed a lecherous glint.

He rubbed his hands together, somewhat excitedly said.

After Ironhead left with his entourage.

The room had only three people left.

Mona and Brynn Quincy naturally need not be mentioned.

There was one more person, that repulsive Eagle.

Eagle walked behind Mona, pressed his nose against Mona's hair, took a deep sniff, the smell and fragrance of her hair crazily invaded his nostrils.

Eagle's face twisted as he said, "Such a nice scent, you're the most fragrant woman I've ever come across."

"You bastard, get away from me!"

As if humiliated.

Mona roared.

"Bastard? Don't women love bastards the most?"

As he spoke.

Eagle extended his hand.

Placing it on Mona's shoulder.

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