A Bumpy Road to Power

Dirk Carter slowly turned around.

Sheryl Schultz was stunned.

After a moment of shock, she exclaimed, "How is it you?"

"Why can't it be me?"

Dirk Carter countered.

Sheryl swallowed.

She said, "Eight hundred... eight hundred points, all... all given by you?"

"Who else?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Sheryl still couldn't quite believe it.

She even looked around, as if there might be someone else in the room.

"Is it really you?"

She asked again.

Dirk Carter smiled slightly and sat down on the sofa.

He said, "You said you wanted to earn money with your own ability, and you did it."

At that moment, Sheryl didn't know what to say or do, like a headless fly.

She stood there for a long time.

Then she sighed deeply and said, "Alright, it's you, no matter who it is. For the next 24 hours, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, I'm yours now."

On her body.

She was wearing the pencil skirt from the first round of the competition.

Unzipping it,

The skirt fell to the ground.

Transforming into the lingerie she wore in the last two rounds.

Then she asked, "Do you want to be in the living room or the bedroom? What pose should I strike? Lying down, standing, or crouching?"

"I came not to take anything from you. If I hadn't come, you might have been given to someone else."

Dirk Carter said.

Sheryl scoffed, "Don't act so noble. Didn't you have your way with me last night? From now on, I'm yours. You can do whatever you want. Didn't you enjoy spraying on my face? Come on! You can do it now too, make me swallow it if you like."

As she spoke,

She walked towards Dirk Carter.

And knelt down directly on the ground.

She pointed to her face with her finger.

And said, "If you're embarrassed, I can help you with my hand or my mouth."

The words were full of mockery.

"I've said it before, it was a misunderstanding. I don't want to explain it anymore."

Dirk Carter finished speaking.

He stood up.

Said, "Alright, I'm leaving now. You stay here for 24 hours, or else you'll be arranged to accompany someone else."

He walked to the door.

As if suddenly remembering something.

Dirk Carter took out a pair of panties from his pocket.

Casually placed it on the cabinet at the door.

And said, "This pair of panties was taken out when you were bullied, returning it to the owner."

As Dirk Carter's hand was placed on the doorknob.

Sheryl shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Is there something else?"

"You spent so much money, are you really not going to have me?"

Sheryl asked again.

Dirk Carter didn't turn back.

Nor did he answer.

He opened the door and left straight away.

With a click.

The door closed.

Sheryl, who was kneeling on the ground, collapsed like a deflated balloon.

This is impossible, impossible!

In her heart, she repeated twice.

In her eyes, all men were the same, having bought her "24-hour usage right" at a high price, why would someone not sleep with her?

Could it be that she really misunderstood him?

Impossible!

How to explain the liquid covering her face in the morning?

Could it be self-applied?

Thinking of this.

She took out her phone.

Dialed a number.

On the phone, a woman's voice anxiously asked, "Sheryl, you haven't come home for several days. Mom is really worried about you."

Wiping her tear-strewn eyes.

Sheryl adjusted her mood and said, "Mom, it's fine, just busy at the factory. I'll come visit you in a couple of days. How's dad?"

"Dad and mom are good. You need to take care of yourself."

"Mom, don't worry, I'm an adult now. I won't have any trouble. Oh, mom, I want to ask you something."

Sheryl said.

The woman on the phone asked, "What's the matter? Tell me."

"Mom, do I sleepwalk?"

"Sleepwalk?"

"Yeah, do I usually have a habit of sleepwalking?"

"Yes, you always have. From childhood to adulthood, you've been like this. When you were young, mom even took you to the hospital, and the doctor said it couldn't be cured. Later, seeing that the sleepwalking didn't affect anything, we didn't take it to heart. Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"It's nothing, mom. You rest early, I'm going to eat."

She dared not continue speaking.

Because Sheryl had realized her voice was beginning to choke with emotion.

Dirk Carter said she was sleepwalking.

She stubbornly refused to believe it.

Just considered it Dirk's perverted explanation.

But now, her mother's words she had to believe.

She really did sleepwalk.

Could it be that last night, she truly misunderstood Dirk Carter?

At that moment, a myriad of guilt surged through her heart.

She chased to the door, opened it.

Only to see Dirk Carter was already gone.

Thinking of the first time he rescued her in Norman Ross's office.

And again during the Flower Beauty Competition.

The first time facing the crime of harming the mayor.

The second time he paid a huge economic price.

She couldn't hold back anymore.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably.

But in the elevator, Dirk Carter felt nothing.

To him, this was just a commonplace occurrence.

Ding!

The elevator arrived.

As the elevator doors slowly opened.

Dirk Carter was suddenly stunned.

Only to see Basilio Sinclair standing at the elevator door, smiling, unsurprised, asking, "Mr. Carter, you've come down, please follow me."

"You knew I'd come down?"

Dirk Carter asked, somewhat alarmed.

Basilio smiled slightly and said, "Rest assured, Mr. Carter, as long as Number 4 enters that door, within those 24 hours, she's your woman. She won't be given to anyone else."

"To answer your previous question, it wasn't me who knew you'd come down. It was the boss who knew. She asked me to wait for you."

Basilio continued.

Isn't this magical?

Dirk Carter shivered.

He asked, "Your boss let you come?"

He instinctively looked around.

Basilio seemed to know what he was doing and said, "Mr. Carter, I mentioned when I took you upstairs that there's no surveillance anywhere in The Empyrean Palace."

"Then, where are you taking me?"

"Didn't you say before that you wanted to meet my boss? She's waiting for you now."

Basilio said.

All within control.

To be honest.

Dirk Carter really wanted to meet this so-called boss.

He thought for a bit.

Said, "Alright, take me."

The same corridor again.

The difference was, this time Basilio led him into an ordinary office.

There was no one in the office.

Basilio behind the desk fiddled with something on the bookshelf.

The bookshelf doors miraculously opened like a door.

Another room appeared inside.

Standing at the door.

Basilio pointed inside and said, "Mr. Carter, please, our boss is inside."

Still a dark room.

Quite mysterious.

Dirk Carter paused, and without hesitation, walked in.

At that moment, he didn't know.

Behind this door, he was about to meet a benefactor who would truly change his fate.

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