A Bumpy Road to Power

Dirk Carter moved the chair he was sitting on to the doorway.

The woman sat down boldly.

She crossed her legs.

Coughed and reached out toward Jamison Hendricks, saying, "Alright, start your performance now."

Jamison Hendricks was furious.

A dignified department-level cadre, how could he be humiliated by a woman?

He immediately pulled out his phone.

Just as he was about to dial, Hywel Sutton stopped him.

He snorted coldly, "Director Jamison, this is my turf after all. There's no need for you to deal with a clueless little girl. Let me handle it. I'll call my brother Shark."

"Fine, then call Shark over. Once this bitch is here, I'll shut her mouth. We'll see if she dares to speak out of turn again."

Jamison Hendricks was lecherous as he said this.

He straightened his back, making it easy to guess what he meant by shutting her mouth.

After saying that.

Hywel Sutton walked to the side to make a call.

In no time at all.

Hywel Sutton hung up the phone.

He said to Jamison Hendricks, "Shark said he's nearby and can be here with his men in five minutes."

"What's your name? What do you do?"

The woman, looking carefree, asked Hywel Sutton.

Hywel Sutton puffed out his chest.

Feeling quite proud, he said, "I'm the owner of Petalwash Stream."

"Oh, got it."

The woman nodded.

Hywel Sutton asked, "How about it, scared now? My big brother is the infamous Shark in Eastvale District. Missy, you've messed with the wrong person."

"Shark? Do you know him?"

The woman asked the young man beside her.

The young man, with the same indifferent expression, shook his head and said, "I don't know him. Anthony might."

"Then tell him to come over,"

The woman said lightly.

Upon hearing this, the young man also walked to the side to make a call.

At this moment.

A commotion erupted in the corridor.

Dirk Carter peeked out.

He saw a burly man, dressed in a Versace T-shirt, rushing their way.

The man was about fifty years old.

He was bald.

He had quite a fierce look.

He was clearly not someone to mess with.

Behind him, there were about a dozen hooligan-looking underlings, swaggering past the woman, and then entered the private room.

Hywel Sutton saw his savior arrive.

Just as he was about to go up to him.

The man called Shark received a phone call.

Confused, he took out his phone to check, and his fierce expression immediately softened, turning into a humble demeanor as he respectfully spoke into the phone, "Brother An, what instructions do you have?"

No one could hear what was being said on the phone.

But you could clearly see Shark's expression change.

He looked somewhat terrified at the woman sitting at the door.

He took a deep breath.

He said, "Alright, alright, I'm out, I'll scram quickly!"

After hanging up the phone.

Shark made a move to leave.

Seeing that something was wrong, Hywel Sutton quickly shouted, "Boss, boss... you haven't dealt with this for me yet..."

But Shark didn't care at all.

He had swaggered in, but was leaving as if running for his life.

He walked into the private room, took a call, and then vanished down the corridor completely.

Leaving everyone a bit dumbfounded.

Especially Hywel Sutton, who called several times, but no one picked up on the other end.

"What's up with Shark?"

Jamison Hendricks asked, frowning.

Hywel Sutton shook his head, saying, "I don't know either, must be something very urgent."

"Then I'll handle it."

Jamison Hendricks picked up the phone again.

And dialed a number.

As soon as the call connected.

He shouted, "Florian Young? I don't care where you are right now, get over to Petalwash Stream immediately with some people. Make sure to bring some weapons and arrest a few people on your way back."

After issuing the command.

Jamison Hendricks casually tossed the phone onto the table.

He leaned back in his chair with a relaxed expression, saying, "Alright, if force doesn't work, we'll play it by the book. I'll have you all taken into the precinct and let you know who really runs Longmile Street."

"What's your name? What do you do?"

The woman calmly asked again.

These identity matters are more dignified when introduced by others.

Hywel Sutton pointed at Jamison Hendricks and said, "This is our Longmile Street Administration Office Director, the person in charge of our turf here. Hehe, missy, are you scared now?"

The woman tilted her head back.

Looked at the young man beside her.

Without saying a word.

As if to tell him, you know what to do, right?

The young man, just as before.

Made a call and turned to the side.

A minute later.

The young man put down the phone.

The woman looked quite confident about the outcome.

She said to Jamison Hendricks, "Alright, Director Hendricks, the precinct chief you just called, he's not coming."

"Hahaha... because you say he won't come, he won't come? I'm his superior, do you think he dares not listen when I speak?"

The woman gave a faint smile.

She said, "You'll know when the call comes."

A call? What call?

Jamison Hendricks's phone hadn't rung.

He was just about to turn around and mock the woman.

He hadn't even opened his mouth yet.

Sure enough, the phone rang.

It was a call from Florian Young.

Jamison Hendricks paused, picked up the phone halfway in disbelief, and asked, "Florian, do you want to keep your job as precinct chief? Why aren't you here yet?"

"Director Hendricks, I'm really sorry, but I really can't come right now."

Florian Young replied.

Jamison Hendricks's mind went blank, and just as he was about to scold a few words, there was a click and the call was disconnected.

Ridiculous, this guy actually dared to hang up on him?

He couldn't stand it.

He wanted to continue calling.

But just like Hywel Sutton earlier, the call was now unreachable.

Watching these two's embarrassment.

Bradley Tatum, who had been silent all along, saw the clues.

This woman seemed to be someone not to be trifled with.

He slowly stood up.

Politely said, "Miss, today's matter is a private grudge between us and Dirk Carter, unrelated to you. We don't want to offend you either, so, water under the bridge, let's call it even. We won't pursue the matter of the beating."

"Who? Who did you just mention?"

The woman had always been calm.

But as soon as Bradley Tatum mentioned it, her emotions suddenly got out of control.

"Dirk Carter."

Bradley Tatum didn't sense anything wrong and repeated it.

"Are you Dirk Carter?"

The woman pointed at Dirk Carter and asked.

Dirk Carter nodded and said, "Yes, my name is Dirk Carter."

"Which Dirk Carter? The one from Serenity State?"

Dirk Carter was stunned.

But he still nodded and said, "Yes, I'm from Serenity State."

The woman's expression became complicated.

She seemed to be pondering something.

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