A Bumpy Road to Power

At that time, Dirk Carter had just taken a sip of water.

The scene before him almost made him spit out the water in his mouth.

Today, Dahlia Hughes was wearing a professional short skirt.

Between her legs, not only was it bare.

At the creek's outlet, you could faintly see something protruding outside, Dirk immediately recognized it—an intimate toy.

If you listen closely, you can almost hear the buzzing sound it emits.

At the same time.

The edge of the creek was already covered with sticky, glistening liquid.

Some of it had even started to spread along the root of her thighs.

It must be said, when it comes to "juicing," if Dahlia Hughes claimed to be second, no one would dare claim first.

"What are you doing? Getting busy so early in the morning?"

Dirk asked.

Dahlia stood up.

And sat down beside Dirk.

Through his pants, she started rubbing her hand between Dirk's legs.

Murmuring, she said, "I was afraid you'd be nervous, wanted to help you relax a bit, and besides, it's been so long since you quenched my thirst, can't I use toys to comfort myself?"

"Want it?"

Dirk asked.

Upon hearing this.

Dahlia's hand reached for his zipper.

With a tearing sound.

She unzipped Dirk's crotch.

After rummaging inside for a moment.

A proud, erect rod sprang forth from the opening.

She licked her lips and said, "Just seeing this makes my heart flutter, my mouth below can't stop drooling; if you don't believe me, touch it."

After saying this.

She grabbed Dirk's hand, directly leading it toward his crotch.

As expected.

If earlier was like Elliot's stream flowing, now it was like a flood.

In just a short time, it felt like a large area of the sofa was already damp.

Dirk's hand wandered around the area.

Applying a bit of pressure.

His fingers slipped in with a squelch.

Dahlia's expression instantly turned indulgent, and the hand holding Dirk's wrist started to tremble a bit.

"Anyway, there's still time, let me satisfy you."

Seeing Dahlia already lost in the moment.

Dirk stood up, directly taking off his pants.

During this process, Dahlia couldn't wait any longer, she pulled her skirt up to her waist, walked to the office desk, propped her hands on the surface, then raised her voluptuous hips high, giving them a little twist toward Dirk, seemingly indicating for him to hurry over.

Dirk surely understood Dahlia's intention.

Without delay, he came up behind her, slightly thrust his hips, and achieved union.

An exhilarating battle concluded an hour later.

As soon as Dahlia was done and left.

The Municipal Government Deputy Secretary Domhnall West' called.

He got notification from the State Committee that Bohdan Sherwood's motorcade had left the highway, requiring Veridia City to prepare for reception.

Around 9:55 AM.

Main leaders from the four teams had already gathered in the Municipal Committee Compound.

Since the motorcade hadn't arrived yet, everyone whispered among themselves, some seemed very excited, while others said nothing, their expressions solemn, no one knew what they were thinking.

At 10 o'clock.

Not a minute more, not a minute less.

Someone shouted, "The motorcade is coming."

Dirk looked out and saw four police motorcycles first driving into the Municipal Committee Compound, followed closely by two Audi A6s, both flashing strobe lights.

After these two cars reached their designated positions.

A Coaster with provincial plates slowly drove in.

At that moment, what had been a calm heart began to stir.

Dirk immediately located Ezekiel Sawyer in the crowd, and there was no particular expression on his face; everything seemed calm as if nothing would happen.

As the Coaster came to a stop.

Municipal Secretary Jamal Palmer and Mayor Ezekiel Sawyer immediately stepped forward.

Once the car door opened.

A young man got out first, followed by Bohdan Sherwood, carrying a faint smile, alighting amidst the applause.

This was the first time Dirk saw such an important person in real life.

While the Family Heads of the Three Great Families of Argentum were also top figures, they were no longer incumbents, so the sense of oppression they carried was much weaker.

But Bohdan Sherwood was entirely different.

He wasn't tall; his build was somewhat slim—a face that wouldn't stand out in a crowd, yet on him, the aura of a ruler was unreservedly emanating.

Perhaps, this is the aura cultivated by holding a high position.

The applause was prolonged and unwavering.

Following Bohdan Sherwood off the car were Janton State Committee Secretary Gregory Bates, who was trailed by State Committee Deputy Secretary Cloud Wadsworth, and behind him followed Deputy Governor and Head of Public Security Bellamy Yule.

"Oh, strange, Governor Glenn isn't here."

Someone next to Dirk muttered.

Another person immediately said, "Isn't it just so? I thought surely Glenn would come along given such a great opportunity."

"Actually, it's not surprising, with Secretary Bates and Deputy Secretary Cloud here, leaders are needed to manage State Committee operations, so there's nothing strange about Glenn not being here."

Said another person.

Just as someone else wanted to share their opinion.

The applause gradually subsided.

With Jamal Palmer's introduction, Bohdan Sherwood began shaking hands with the leadership of the four teams one by one.

Under the flashing lights and camera lenses, everyone showed absolute excitement, as the opportunity to appear on national television was rare for everyone.

Given Bohdan Sherwood's status.

He naturally wouldn't shake hands with everyone present.

So after the first row's handshakes ended.

Everyone present surrounded him as he headed toward the auditorium.

As Bohdan Sherwood and Gregory Bates strolled while chatting past the split crowd, Dirk suddenly squeezed out and shouted loudly, "Committee Member Sherwood, Secretary Bates..."

This shout.

Alarmed the special agents beside Bohdan Sherwood.

They rapidly blocked Dirk who was about to charge out from the crowd, while two others quickly appeared, shielding Bohdan Sherwood.

This sudden change brought the scene to instant silence.

Everyone inexplicably looked at Dirk, their eyes filled with doubt.

"What's happening?"

Bohdan Sherwood frowned, asking Gregory Bates.

Gregory immediately looked towards Jamal Palmer not far away.

Even Jamal Palmer was baffled by Dirk's peculiar action, nervously approaching Bates and Sherwood, saying, "Leaders, this is Dirk Carter, our Deputy Mayor of Veridia City."

"Nonsense, get him out of here immediately!"

Gregory Bates admonished.

Jamal Palmer was just about to have someone escort Dirk out when Dirk shouted across the special agents, "Committee Member Sherwood, Secretary Bates, please do not go in, someone intends to harm you..."

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