A Bumpy Road to Power

Jethro Houseman nodded.

He said, "She should be with Dirk Carter."

"Dirk Carter? Isn't Dirk in Veridia City?"

Cullen Houseman asked.

Jethro Houseman gave a cold laugh.

He said, "Your sister, she's no longer the Jeanette Houseman she used to be. In her eyes, there's only Dirk Carter now. If I'm not mistaken, Dirk Carter should already know about our plans."

"What? Then I'll send someone to get rid of Dirk Carter right away!"

After saying this, Cullen Houseman immediately turned to leave.

Jethro Houseman stomped his cane on the ground.

Irritated, he said, "Why panic? Terrence Hall already died in Veridia City. If Dirk Carter dies now, who knows what kind of uproar it would cause? If Bohdan Sherwood doesn't come, all our preparations would be for nothing."

"Then what do we do? If Dirk Carter informs Bohdan Sherwood, won't all our preparations be in vain?"

Cullen Houseman asked.

Jethro Houseman chuckled coldly and said, "Don't worry, Dirk Carter won't inform Bohdan Sherwood."

"Why?"

"Because he wants to catch us all at once."

Jethro Houseman said calmly.

Cullen Houseman was stunned.

Then he suddenly burst into laughter.

He said, "Him? To the Houseman Family, he's nothing more than a featherweight. Even without trying, it would be a piece of cake to crush him."

Jethro Houseman did not agree with Cullen Houseman's words.

With a profound look, he said, "Heroes admire heroes. To be honest, after a lifetime in the political arena, Dirk Carter is the most talented young man I've ever seen. If we could make use of him, we wouldn't have to worry about the Houseman Family's future. It's a pity... truly a pity..."

Regarding his father's words.

Cullen Houseman never dared to contradict.

Although he was very unwilling in his heart.

He did not say anything unpleasant.

After a pause, he asked, "Dad, since Dirk Carter already knows, should we continue with our plan?"

"Continue! Of course we continue! Dirk Carter wants to use an egg to break a stone, it's no harm to give him the chance. Unless we completely knock him down once, he'll really think his small cunning is invincible. Don't you think defeating such an arrogant person is immensely satisfying?"

After saying this.

Jethro Houseman stood up with his cane.

"Dad, let me help you back to rest."

Seeing this, Cullen Houseman immediately went over to assist.

Jethro Houseman pushed away his hand, saying, "No need, go prepare the car. We're going to Veridia City."

"Going to Veridia City now?"

Cullen Houseman asked, a little confused.

Jethro Houseman looked at the faint light outside the window.

He said, "The timing is perfect; we'll have breakfast in Veridia City and also meet Dirk Carter. Since the cards are on the table, there's nothing to hide."

"Dad..."

Cullen Houseman was very worried about his father's unpredictable decision.

After a mournful call.

Jethro Houseman was already out the door of the reception room.

He had no choice.

He hurriedly followed out.

At seven in the morning.

Dirk Carter had just returned home, planning to catch a nap before leaving for work, when a knock sounded on the door.

Ewan Forrest opened the door and saw a smiling, unfamiliar middle-aged man standing there.

"Who are you looking for?"

Ewan Forrest asked.

The middle-aged man glanced into the room, asking, "Is this the home of Mayor Dirk Carter?"

"Who is it?"

Dirk Carter, who was in the bedroom, heard the voice and asked.

Just stepping out the door.

He saw the man at the door and was taken aback.

"Who are you?"

Dirk Carter asked suspiciously.

The man smiled slightly and said, "I am Elston Houseman."

As soon as the words were spoken.

Dirk Carter's heart tightened.

Even Ewan Forrest, who was standing at the door, instinctively moved closer to Dirk Carter, with a protective gesture.

"Mayor Dirk Carter, no need to be nervous. I have no ill intentions in coming this time."

Elston Houseman said calmly.

Dirk Carter brushed aside Ewan Forrest, who was blocking in front, and asked, "Mr. Houseman, what's the reason for your sudden visit?"

"I have nothing in particular; my father wishes to invite Mayor Dirk Carter for breakfast. I wonder if Mayor Dirk Carter would do us the honor?"

Elston Houseman said politely.

Bear in mind, Elston Houseman is the governor of a northern province.

A legitimate high-ranking official.

While Dirk Carter is only holding a deputy-level position.

There is a vast difference between their social standings.

Even people of the likes of Jamal Palmer and Norman Ross act obsequiously in front of him, let alone Elston Houseman being the eldest son of the foremost family in Argentum, and the Houseman's future successor?

"Don't go, he definitely has bad intentions."

Ewan Forrest immediately shouted.

In Dirk Carter's heart, waves were crashing.

Having just saved Jeanette Houseman last night, and with the earth-shattering secret learned from her, it hadn't even been a few hours before Jethro Houseman arrived with his eldest son Elston Houseman, claiming no ill will; he found it hard to believe.

However, now that they had come to the door.

If he doesn't meet them, it would appear weak.

Dirk Carter thought it over.

He said to Elston Houseman, "Mr. Houseman, this way please."

"Dirk..."

Ewan Forrest wanted to stop him.

But Dirk Carter interrupted her before she could speak: "Stay at home and behave, don't wander off, got it?"

Staying at home meant Ewan Forrest shouldn't act rashly.

Not wandering off implied that there was no need to notify anyone.

Such a decision.

It didn't surprise anyone.

If Jethro Houseman wanted to make a move, relying on Ewan Forrest and Rose Forrest alone wouldn't be enough.

Even if others rushed over to help, it would be futile.

Instead, it increased the risk of exposing others.

Though worry filled Ewan Forrest's heart.

She still nodded in agreement.

After the two of them went downstairs.

They walked directly to the entrance of the community.

Elston Houseman pointed to a small breakfast shop across the community, saying, "My father is inside; Mayor Dirk Carter, please."

This suggested that Elston Houseman did not plan to go in.

The breakfast shop was not big.

Dirk Carter had been there a few times for breakfast.

At this time of morning, the shop should have been very busy.

But it wasn't.

The door was closed, and upon opening it, apart from Jethro Houseman leisurely enjoying his breakfast at the center, there were no other customers, not even the owner was in sight.

Evidently.

Jethro Houseman must have used some "cash persuasion".

"Dirk is here... The tofu pudding at the shop downstairs is quite good, and so are the buns. Try them; I've already ordered them for you."

At Dirk Carter's seat, indeed, there was already a bowl of tofu pudding and two trays of steamed buns. Jethro Houseman was happily alternating between the buns and soup.

Truly someone who has rolled in the political arena for a lifetime.

The aura exuded from him — a commanding presence not losing composure even if Mount Tai crumbled before him — was the kind that someone of Dirk Carter's age couldn't master.

"I've been here several times but have yet to try the tofu pudding, let me give it a try."

Dirk Carter paused for a moment, sat down opposite Jethro Houseman, and began to taste it spoonful by spoonful…

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