A Bumpy Road to Power

Dirk Carter had already been detained in the engineering department's office.

And his clothes had already been stripped off.

Even if he had great skills, it was impossible for him to cause any major uproar tonight.

What's more, even if he managed to escape now, having just arrived in Veridia City recently, what use could he possibly make of those photos?

Jamal Palmer was somewhat proud.

After all, he had someone powerful supporting him.

The Empyrean Palace's private room was filled with an unending spring scene.

Two men, and four women dressed sensually and alluringly, were engaged in a scene of passion, lust intertwining.

Jamal Palmer was indulging in the embrace of two women.

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Terrence Hall burst in hastily.

Because an outsider had suddenly arrived.

Jamal Palmer immediately became serious.

He quickly withdrew his hand from one woman's underwear.

Of course, such an uncouth intrusion brought a hint of anger to his face.

Clark Fletcher naturally understood him.

So when he saw Terrence Hall, he was instantly angry.

About to reprimand him.

Terrence Hall disregarded it and leaned close to his ear to whisper, "Brother-in-law, Dirk Carter and Gwendolyn Lewis have escaped."

"What did you say? Escaped? How did they escape?"

Clark Fletcher was shocked by this sudden news and exclaimed.

He looked nervously at Jamal Palmer, his eyes full of a plea for help.

Jamal Palmer waved his hand, saying, "If they escaped, they escaped; it's no big deal. I'll meet with them tomorrow and calm things down. It's too late at night; do you really think they can publicize those photos now?"

With Jamal Palmer's assurance.

Clark Fletcher also breathed a sigh of relief.

He said to Terrence Hall, "Secretary Palmer said it's fine, so it must be fine. Alright, you can go now, but follow the rules next time you come in."

Terrence Hall nodded.

Just as he was about to turn and leave.

At that moment.

Jamal Palmer's phone suddenly rang.

It was already midnight.

In such circumstances, it was rare for someone to call him.

Jamal Palmer picked up his phone to check.

The call was from his secretary, Larson Sutton.

Realizing something might be wrong.

Jamal Palmer hurriedly answered the call.

"What's happening?"

"Sir, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but it's urgent. Please turn on the TV and switch to the Veridia City News Channel, right now!"

Larson Sutton said anxiously over the phone.

Jamal Palmer had no time to think, he asked the lady beside him, "Can this TV switch to the TV station?"

"Yes!"

The lady responded.

Jamal Palmer waved his hand and said, "Veridia City News Channel."

The lady picked up the remote and operated it.

Quickly.

The TV in the room switched channels.

As soon as the TV screen appeared, the nerves of the three people in the private room tightened at once, especially Clark Fletcher, whose heart leapt to his throat.

Because at this moment.

The news on the TV was showing footage of inferior materials at Prosperity Gardens.

There were rusty fitness equipment, completely unqualified construction materials, and the leisurely scenes of the construction team.

"Upon investigation, Apex Construction used a large amount of substandard construction materials in the process. The sewage network and internal road renovations were also full of deception, using inferior goods…"

As the footage played.

The voiceover conveyed this information.

Clark Fletcher's mind exploded.

In an instant, he didn't know what to do.

Jamal Palmer was the same.

His good mood instantly vanished.

Replacing it, of course, was a headache.

Just now, he thought Dirk Carter couldn't escape.

Yet he did.

Later, he thought even if Dirk Carter escaped, it wouldn't have much impact.

But then these images and photos were already on Veridia City's evening news.

Some communities' material replacements hadn't even been completed.

If the public wasn't aware, there would still be time for material replacement, but now that the news was out, it would spread quickly, and no community residents would allow the construction team to cover up the evidence.

It was imaginable that Apex Construction would soon face a storm of PR crisis.

It's not impossible for relevant authorities to intervene in the investigation.

With that, the issue would be uncontrollable.

In the end, the transactions between him and Jamal Palmer might also be uncovered.

"Damn Dirk Carter, is he trying to screw us? I'll find someone to kill him!"

Terrence Hall growled lowly.

He was about to storm out in anger.

But Jamal Palmer stopped him with a shout.

He contemplated for a moment.

Said, "I now understand why Norman Ross insisted on recommending Dirk Carter to manage this matter. Things have reached this point, and he'll definitely seize the opportunity to bite me. Who knows what kind of chaos this could stir up. Now, there's only one solution to solve this problem."

"What solution?"

Clark Fletcher immediately asked.

Jamal Palmer looked at Terrence Hall.

Said, "Someone has to take the fall and bear all the responsibility. Turn it into a personal action. Apex Construction should hold a press conference to apologize publicly and show some sincerity..."

The so-called showing of sincerity.

Naturally meant redoing the previous projects.

And from here on, no dilution of materials in the construction.

Clark Fletcher pondered for a moment.

Said, "Glenn, but doing this, won't we lose our profits?"

"Profits? You messed up and now expect me to clean up after you? I've said my piece, it's up to you whether to act on it or not, you bunch of incompetent fools."

After saying this.

Jamal Palmer got up and left.

Clark Fletcher knew.

Even if he went after him now, he couldn't solve anything.

He stood up.

Stared at Terrence Hall for a while.

Terrence Hall was unnerved by his gaze.

Asked, "Brother-in-law, you won't make me the scapegoat, will you?"

"If not you, then who? The issue with Dirk Carter and Gwendolyn happened under your watch."

"But… but if I do this… they won't spare me, and I might end up in jail."

Clark Fletcher sneered.

Said, "You're the one who forced them to strip, and you're the one who ordered their detention. Did I know about this beforehand? And besides, when the company faces such a big crisis, if you don't step up, then who will? Relax, just go and turn yourself in, I promise you won't suffer."

"Brother-in-law..."

Clark Fletcher called out mournfully.

But Clark Fletcher didn't want to talk to him any longer.

Shouted, "Remember, when turning yourself in to the police, say this was all your doing. I didn't know, the company didn't know, I'll get you the best lawyer, and you'll be out of detention within a month, I'll get it done."

With the conversation at this point.

Terrence Hall had nothing more to say.

Around two in the morning.

The two reconciled their statements.

Then.

He got into Terrence Hall's car and headed to the Alba Spire Street Police Station…

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