A Bumpy Road to Power

Recently, Veridia City has indeed been anything but peaceful.

The stability maintenance work in Kenning City has been quite outstanding.

This proves that in this regard, Ezekiel Sawyer is still capable.

Plus, Kenning City is a vice–state-level city, and Ezekiel Sawyer, as deputy mayor, is already at the department-head rank; transferring him to Veridia City as mayor seems fairly reasonable.

"What about the public security bureau chief? Has the candidate been decided?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Dahlia Hughes nodded.

She said, "Dawson Sinclair, director of the Public Security Sub-bureau of the Daqing District in Kenning City, will serve as vice mayor of Veridia City and director of the Public Security Bureau. In addition, Cassius Ford, deputy secretary of the Kenning City Commission for Discipline Inspection, will serve as secretary of the Veridia City Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection."

"All of them are coming over from Kenning City? There really is something fishy about this."

Dirk Carter muttered.

Dahlia Hughes said, "The State Committee's appointment also emphasized that tomorrow morning, first thing, these three people will assume office simultaneously."

"Too fast, way too fast. So fast it's abnormal. Barring any surprises, these three coming to Veridia City should all be the handiwork of the Houseman Family."

"Ezekiel Sawyer too?"

Dahlia Hughes asked.

Dirk Carter let out a cold laugh and said, "Once you eliminate all the impossibilities, whatever remains, no matter how unreasonable, is the truth. If I'm not mistaken, that 'chance encounter' I had with Ezekiel Sawyer was deliberately arranged—to test me, to size me up."

"Then this Ezekiel Sawyer won't be easy to deal with."

Dahlia Hughes said.

Dirk Carter nodded.

He said, "Alright then, since they've already made their move, it's about time I got moving too."

After he said this.

He looked at his watch.

And said, "It's about time. I need to head out."

"Dirk…"

He had just reached the door.

Dahlia Hughes suddenly called out.

Dirk Carter turned around and asked, "What is it?"

Dahlia Hughes, her face full of worry, asked, "We… will we really win?"

Dirk Carter smiled, walked up to her, pulled her into his arms, then lightly pecked her red lips and said, "Relax, I'll be fine. If I'm gone, what's going to happen to the happiness of your lower half?"

"You're awful, cracking jokes at a time like this?"

"It's always the right time for that kind of joke. Just focus on your work. Even if the sky falls, someone's there to hold it up."

With that said.

Dirk Carter left with his head held high and his steps firm.

Watching his back.

Dahlia Hughes let out a long breath.

Muttering, she said, "You man… no wonder so many women are crazy about you…"

Leaving the Municipal Committee Compound.

Ewan Forrest was already waiting outside with the car.

As soon as he got in.

The car hadn't even started yet.

Dirk Carter pulled a black notebook out of his backpack and handed it to Ewan Forrest.

He said, "This was left to me by my godfather. I don't know why Rasco Shaw cares so much about this notebook. Take it home later and go through it carefully, see if there's something hidden inside."

"So this notebook really exists?"

Taking the notebook, Ewan Forrest asked in surprise.

Dirk Carter smiled.

He said, "Back then, you approached me just to get your hands on this, didn't you?"

A trace of guilt appeared on Ewan Forrest's face.

Pouting, he asked, "Then why are you so comfortable giving it to me now? Aren't you afraid I'll take it and hand it over to whoever wants it?"

"Would you?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Ewan Forrest gave him a look of pure disdain and said, "That's not certain. This notebook could be traded for quite a lot. I have to think about the rest of my life and my sister's, don't I?"

"Anyway, I've given it to you. Do whatever you think is best."

Dirk Carter said.

He stepped on the gas.

The car drove away from the Municipal Committee Compound.

Very soon.

The Grand Century Grand Hotel came into view.

After Dirk Carter got out, Ewan Forrest drove off.

Once he entered the hotel, Dirk Carter didn't linger; he headed straight for the elevator.

The elevator went all the way to the top floor before stopping.

He walked down the corridor to the door of a room.

Straightening his clothes a bit, Dirk Carter pressed the doorbell.

After waiting about ten seconds or so, the door snapped open from the inside, and a woman immediately sprang up, hooked her arms around Dirk Carter's neck, and jumped onto him.

Without a word.

She puckered her lips and pressed them against his.

Their lips and teeth tangled.

Clinging to each other like glue.

Kissing as they went, Dirk Carter edged into the room, closing the door with his foot.

This went on for a full two or three minutes.

Only then did the woman, satisfied, let his lips go.

She jumped down from Dirk Carter's body and, without a word, squatted down and started unbuckling his belt, looking absolutely frantic and impatient.

It had to be said.

Her movements were very practiced.

Very quickly.

Dirk Carter's trousers fell to his ankles.

The woman stared at the slightly bulging tent, swallowed, and muttered, "I've been thinking about this day and night, who knows how many times. I can finally get a taste."

With that.

She yanked his underwear down in one go.

The barrel, infused with Soul Power, sprang into view.

The woman clicked her tongue.

She said, "Yours is still the most tempting. Other men can't compare at all."

After saying that.

She opened her mouth and took him in with one gulp.

Lips rolling, teeth teasing, tongue licking and swirling; wet, slurping sounds filled the air.

The woman seemed to thoroughly enjoy "tasting" him.

Finally.

In the midst of all this.

Her own body couldn't take it anymore.

She stood up straight.

And backed up a few steps.

At this moment, she was wearing nothing but a hotel bathrobe.

Right in front of Dirk Carter, she gave the belt around her waist a gentle tug.

The two sides of the bathrobe fell open.

Although most of her was still covered.

Her two big white "rabbits" were already half-revealed, like a pipa half veiled.

Even more lethal was that the dense forest below was fully exposed, and he could even see some glistening fluid at the crease of her thighs. Clearly, this woman had already "comforted" herself before Dirk Carter arrived.

"Couldn't wait?"

Dirk Carter asked with a squinting smile.

The woman gave a charming smile.

She said, "The moment I got your call, this little sister started drooling."

When she finished.

Her shoulders moved.

The bathrobe slipped to the floor.

Her snow-white, luscious body appeared right before his eyes.

Her fair skin, those full mounds, the flat, taut belly with not an ounce of extra flesh, and the two alluring thighs below—each part showcased her allure.

In this situation.

Dirk Carter's reaction grew only stronger.

He slowly walked up to the woman.

In a princess carry, he lifted her into his arms.

Then he walked to the bed and gently laid her down.

No extra words were needed.

As soon as she lay down.

Her legs opened on their own.

The mysterious mound opened and closed, waiting for Dirk Carter's favor.

What was there to wait for?

Dirk Carter knelt between her legs and spread them wide.

Then, aiming carefully, he thrust his hips; there was a wet, squelching sound as they joined perfectly, seamless and tight…

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