"Even if I'm no longer the Director of the Public Security Bureau, I'm still the Deputy County Magistrate, a city-level official. Which of you dares to touch me?"
Dallon Lewis remained arrogant.
Dirk Carter, however, no longer wanted to bother with him.
He turned around and left the office.
The same thing.
Was playing out all over Helios County.
Especially among those from the Talon Group.
Before they realized what was happening, they had already been detained.
No one had expected.
That on this seemingly ordinary yet extraordinary day.
Helios County was undergoing a dramatic upheaval.
An unprecedented upheaval.
Behind Brett Summers' funeral hall.
Garrison Summers had finally let loose.
He gave a satisfied slap on the woman's rear.
After the woman stood up.
She said to him in a coy voice, "Garrison, you're really something. I almost died."
"Who's better, that old man or me?"
Garrison Summers asked while putting on his pants.
The woman swayed her chest and giggled, "Of course, you are."
He was evidently very pleased with this answer.
After tidying up.
He walked out from behind the offering table.
His subordinate immediately handed him a cigarette.
He lit it, taking a deep inhale.
Scanning the crowd present, he slowly made his way to the coffin.
He stared for a moment at Brett Summers inside the transparent coffin.
Then reached out to open the coffin lid.
Seeing this, Ulysses Gomez, Vice Chairman of The Zenith Group, rushed forward to hold his hand down, sternly saying, "Garrison, that's enough. Today's your father's funeral; let him go with dignity, can't you?"
Ulysses Gomez had been a brother to Brett Summers during their rise to power, second in prestige only to him within the group.
Garrison Summers slowly lifted his head.
He looked at Ulysses Gomez.
With a crooked smile, he said, "Uncle Ulysses, he's my dad; what could I possibly do to him?"
"You know damn well!
Ulysses Gomez couldn't hold back.
He spoke harshly.
"Do I know? Know what, Uncle Ulysses? Why don't you tell me?"
Garrison Summers asked.
Ulysses Gomez snorted coldly, "Don't make me expose you in front of everyone; it won't be good for anyone."
"What? Uncle Ulysses doesn't want to tell your nephew? That's not okay; you know what I'm like, right? If you don't tell me, I won't be able to sleep tonight. Someone, come and help Uncle Ulysses."
At his command.
Several burly men rushed out.
Two of them seized Ulysses Gomez by the shoulders.
"Garrison Summers, what are you doing? I am a senior member of The Zenith Group; what do you intend to do to me?"
Ulysses Gomez struggled hard.
But, being a man in his fifties, how could he stand against these strongmen?
"Uncle Ulysses, we humans have mouths to speak. If you don't want to talk, what's the point of keeping it, right?"
After saying this,
Garrison Summers removed the burning cigarette from his lips.
Then moved it towards Ulysses Gomez's mouth.
At that moment, fear started to creep into Ulysses Gomez's heart.
He quickly shut his mouth.
Garrison Summers remained unfazed.
He looked at the spot where Ulysses Gomez had previously been standing.
There was a well-dressed woman in her forties, still charming, and although she wore a black suit, it didn't overshadow her allure.
This woman was Ulysses Gomez's young wife, Ariella White.
Ariella White used to be a host at Helios County's TV station.
Later, she married Ulysses Gomez.
Ulysses Gomez was extremely fond of her.
In most public occasions, he would bring this woman along.
Garrison Summers approached Ariella White.
He gave her a thorough once-over.
Which made her feel unsettled.
"Aunt Ariella is truly beautiful. I still remember watching your programs growing up. Whenever you wore a dress, it was a disaster for the toilet paper at my house, hahaha..."
To say such a thing at his father's funeral.
Garrison Summers was indeed unprecedented.
Ariella White, a woman of influence in Helios County.
Faced with such harassment from Garrison Summers.
Anger surged within her.
She slapped Garrison Summers across the face, shouting angrily, "Garrison Summers, show some respect. My husband was one of the elders who followed your father into battle. Show some manners."
One might have expected Garrison Summers to erupt in rage immediately.
But he didn't.
He touched his cheek.
And said slyly, "After so many years, I've finally been touched by Aunt Ariella. It feels wonderful. Aunt Ariella, besides my face, do you want to touch any other part of me?"
He said,
And deliberately straightened his waist.
Ariella White, humiliated in such a setting.
Her face flushed red.
About to slap again,
This time Garrison Summers was prepared.
He caught Ariella's swinging arm mid-air.
With a strong tug,
Ariella lost her balance, falling directly into Garrison Summers' arms.
Garrison immediately inhaled the scent of her hair, twistedly saying, "What a fragrance, truly want a good taste of Aunt Ariella's scent."
"Garrison Summers, you brute, let go of my wife."
Seeing this,
Ulysses Gomez shouted.
Garrison Summers restrained Ariella White's hand, smiling as he asked Ulysses Gomez, "Uncle Ulysses, you seem capable of speaking. Why not say something I'd like to hear? Maybe, just maybe, I'd lose interest in Aunt Ariella."
Ulysses Gomez wasn't stupid.
He understood Garrison Summers wanted him to bow in submission publicly.
This was clearly an act of intimidation.
But he couldn't submit.
After all, the man in the coffin,
was his good brother, and his good brother, was killed by Garrison Summers.
"Garrison Summers, you brute, you won't die well. Release my wife, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Ulysses Gomez roared.
"Hahaha..."
Garrison Summers burst into laughter.
When the laughter ceased.
The signature vicious look appeared again.
Letting go,
Ariella, who had been restrained, stumbled out.
Garrison Summers said sternly, "Uncle Ulysses, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Now that chance is gone."
He glanced at Ariella White on the ground.
Immediately two more strongmen rushed over.
Grabbing her by the shoulders from either side.
Lifting her from the ground.
In doing so, Ariella was unable to resist.
Garrison Summers approached her, unfazed by her cursing.
With a ripping sound,
The white shirt Ariella wore inside was torn open.
Her purple lingerie was exposed before everyone.
"Garrison Summers, you beast, you bastard!"
Seeing this, Ulysses Gomez went berserk.
But, unable to break free, he could only scream in anger.
Uninterrupted, Garrison Summers continued his actions.
He pulled Ariella's skirt up to her waist.
The translucent purple lace underwear revealed itself to everyone present.
"Aunt Ariella, you're quite the tease, even wearing such underwear. Can Uncle Ulysses at his age satisfy you?"
Garrison Summers licked his lips.
Then started caressing between Ariella White's legs with his hand.
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