A Bumpy Road to Power

"Alright, Minister Carter, I'll step out first and wait for your call when you're done here."

Initially, I thought Dirk Carter would refuse.

Unexpectedly, he nodded directly.

Dahlia Hughes was still wondering if Dirk Carter had changed in the few years they hadn't seen each other?

Just as Dirk Carter reached out to open the door, and Earl Carter was pulling Dahlia Hughes to sit on the sofa.

Dirk Carter seemed to suddenly remember something.

Turning to Dahlia Hughes, he said, "By the way, Minister Hughes, I haven't bought the medicine you asked me to get yet; I'll head to the pharmacy now to inquire for you."

"Medicine? What medicine? Is Comrade Caroline Lynch sick? I can call a doctor from the Provincial People's Hospital to come and take a look at you."

Earl Carter asked, concerned.

Dahlia Hughes was completely baffled.

Dirk Carter quickly interjected, "Oh, it's like this, Minister Carter, Minister Hughes said she's recently developed genital warts and asked me to get her some medicine since it's inconvenient for her as a woman."

Upon hearing these words.

Earl Carter jerked his hand away as if electrocuted.

He quickly shifted his body to the side.

Maintaining a certain distance from Dahlia Hughes.

At this moment.

Dahlia Hughes understood what Dirk Carter was getting at.

Deliberately leaning closer to Earl Carter, she said, "Minister Carter, you don't need to worry, I've been undergoing treatment for a while now, and the doctor said I'm no longer contagious."

Earl Carter remained wary of Dahlia Hughes's closeness.

His face showed a hint of fear.

Seeing that Dirk Carter had already opened the door.

He quickly said, "Mayor Carter, wait a moment, I just thought, since both of you are heading to Veridia City, why don't you have the pre-appointment meeting together?"

"Minister Carter, won't that be disruptive?"

Dirk Carter inquired.

"Not at all, not at all, this way it's more efficient."

Earl Carter said awkwardly.

Then.

Earl Carter returned to his desk.

Dirk Carter and Dahlia Hughes sat back on the sofa.

The typically long and tedious pre-appointment talk was over in about five minutes.

Known for being difficult, Earl Carter signed the papers at lightning speed and sent it down the process.

About an hour later.

The car sent by the organization department arrived.

Dirk Carter and Dahlia Hughes waited a while at the front of the car.

Earl Carter also descended from the building.

Dirk Carter proactively helped open the back door of the car, saying, "Leader, why don't you sit in the back with Minister Hughes, I'll take the front."

Upon hearing that he was to sit with Dahlia Hughes.

Earl Carter panicked.

He quickly thought.

He waved his hand, saying, "I'm feeling a bit unwell today, maybe a bit car sick, why don't you sit at the back with Comrade Caroline Lynch, I'll sit in the front."

Typically.

The leader would sit in the back seat.

That's customary.

But today, Earl Carter took the initiative to request the passenger seat.

It's truly rare in this world indeed.

After the two sat side by side in the back seat.

They exchanged smiles, a sense of glee at a cunning plan successfully executed.

After getting in the car.

Earl Carter didn't utter a word, leaning back in the chair, dozing off.

Afraid that if he said even one more word, the so-called "genital warts" might somehow infect him.

On the contrary, Dahlia Hughes grew bolder.

Taking advantage of the driver's focus on the road.

Her hand suddenly grabbed onto the back of Dirk Carter's hand.

Dirk Carter, who was also dozing off, quickly looked over.

Only to see Dahlia Hughes with a calm expression, seemingly admiring the scenery outside the window.

Though she appeared very normal.

Dirk Carter also noticed.

The two legs of Dahlia Hughes, originally together, had slightly parted.

Today, she was wearing a professional short skirt.

The captured hand, following Dahlia Hughes's movements, started moving little by little towards her side.

In no time.

Under the guidance of Dahlia Hughes, it slipped through the hem of her skirt, directly reaching the abyss.

At the moment of touching the most private part.

Dirk Carter felt a panic inside.

He could never have imagined that under Dahlia Hughes's skirt, she was actually going commando.

Even more shocking.

This region was still as humid as before.

The streams had long since overflowed.

Sticky fluid instantly coated an entire hand.

Dahlia Hughes glanced sideways at Dirk Carter.

That gaze seemed to say to him, I told you, the moment I see you, I lose control down there.

Bear in mind, this is inside a car.

Not only is there a driver in front driving the car.

Leader Earl Carter is also dozing in the front.

Any slight movement will surely draw the attention from the front, making it impossible to withdraw the hand in time.

Dahlia Hughes's courage.

Was indeed as grand as before.

Initially, Dirk Carter was a bit worried, wanting to withdraw his hand.

But Dahlia Hughes held down the back of his hand, refusing to let go.

Dirk Carter had no choice.

Deciding to punish her a bit.

He first used his nimble fingers, gliding around the stream.

Then, uprighted one middle finger.

Without a single warning thrust forward.

The long finger disappeared, leaving only the base visible.

At that moment.

Dahlia Hughes's expression turned amorous.

Unable to hold back.

A soft "hmm" escaped her throat.

This "hmm."

Also caught the driver's attention.

He instinctively glanced at the rear-view mirror.

Luckily.

Dahlia Hughes's expression was well-controlled, immediately reverting to normal, not letting the driver catch on to anything unusual.

Oh boy.

If you want it, I'll let you experience my skills.

The finger, after entering, had remained still all along.

Right now, Dirk Carter didn't care about anything else.

His fingertip began to wriggle.

Initially, just a simple stretch exercise.

Seeing Dahlia Hughes still unreactive.

Dirk Carter started to pick up the pace.

In an ambiance of moisture and warmth, moving in and out, if not for the loud wind noise on the highway, the squelching sounds would surely be heard by those up front.

At this time.

Dahlia Hughes's face began to turn red.

Not the natural rosy glow of her skin.

But a blushing tide rising from her neck.

Her eyes began to grow dazed.

Breathing also started to become slightly rapid.

To keep from moaning in this situation is truly uncomfortable, requiring quite a lot of self-restraint.

The only way is to hold one's breath.

As if taking a breath would make one lose control entirely.

It's unclear how long this posture was maintained.

Dirk Carter's finger felt engulfed by a surge of warmth.

Knowing she had reached a peak.

Looking again at Dahlia Hughes.

She had collapsed onto the seat.

Her whole body seemed completely drained of energy, utterly powerless.

The body still trembling slightly.

Fortunately, she wore a black skirt.

Otherwise, an obvious wet stain would certainly have been left under her hips.

During the three-hour journey.

Besides stopping once at a service area.

Though they didn't speak much the rest of the time, Dirk Carter and Dahlia Hughes had completed a deep exchange.

It's often said that long separation is better than a honeymoon.

Both of them had been apart for years.

Who knows how many honeymoons had been surpassed.

By the time the car slowly drove into the Veridia City Municipal Committee Compound.

Dahlia Hughes almost had no strength left to stand up.

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