A Bumpy Road to Power

"Really? Your life is on the line? Alright then, if you jump from the building, I'll immediately notify the enforcers downstairs to retreat."

The woman finished her sentence.

Dirk Carter felt a chill in his heart.

She looked as innocent as a Heavenly Immortal, yet acted with such cruelty.

If Hywel Sutton really jumped, wouldn't the consequences be dire?

Hywel Sutton was also taken aback, not expecting the woman in front of him to say that.

He gritted his teeth.

Furiously said, "You bitch, you're trying to drive me to my death, aren't you? Fine, if you won't let me off, then don't think you're getting away easy."

After saying this.

Hywel Sutton stood up from the ground.

Clenching his fists, he charged at the woman, as if he wanted to tear her to pieces.

Unfortunately, his "skills" were lacking.

Before he could reach the woman, the young man beside her kicked out, precisely striking Hywel Sutton's chest.

With a thud.

Hywel Sutton flew backward.

With a splash, he landed in the artificial stream under the small bridge, soaking wet like a drowned rat.

"Next, it's your turn, right?"

The woman seemed indifferent to everything that had just happened.

She pointed her finger at Jamison Hendricks.

Jamison Hendricks was no longer arrogant.

He shivered all over.

Just preparing to do something to make amends.

The phone on the table rang.

This time, it was a call from the district committee leader.

His heart tightened.

Glancing at the woman, he nervously put the phone to his ear.

"Secretary Sterling, this is Jamison Hendricks."

Jamison Hendricks took a deep breath and said.

Whatever was said on the phone was inaudible to others, but it was clear that Jamison Hendricks' face changed from calm to astonished.

"Secretary Sterling, let me explain, please let me explain..."

Jamison Hendricks wanted to continue, but the call was abruptly ended.

Feeling lost, he collapsed into his chair.

Initially wanting to plead, seeing Hywel Sutton's miserable state, he realized it was all in vain.

"You're the last one."

After Jamison Hendricks' "criteria" had been met.

The woman turned her gaze to Bradley Tatum.

At this point, Bradley Tatum was a bit regretful; if he hadn't insisted on keeping Dirk Carter, this matter would have been over.

But now, it seemed too late to say anything.

Suddenly, something came to his mind.

He turned and slapped Lily Sullivan approaching him.

The slap was so forceful.

It spun Lily Sullivan around, and with a thud, she fell to the ground.

Before Lily Sullivan could utter a word.

Bradley Tatum pointed at her and shouted, "You bitch, it's all your damn fault. I never had any enmity with Dirk Carter. If it weren't for your manipulations, none of this would have happened."

After saying this.

He walked in small steps to Dirk Carter.

Took his hand in guilt.

Said remorsefully, "Brother Carter, it's a misunderstanding, truly a misunderstanding. We don't usually interact at all, if it weren't for this wretched woman stirring up trouble, how could we have offended you? Of course, it's also my lack of discipline, I will handle this matter properly, I beg your forgiveness, gentlemen don't bear grudges, please spare me this time?"

Bradley Tatum, truly a person capable of big things.

Able to bend or stand as needed.

Far wiser than Jamison Hendricks or Hywel Sutton.

But Dirk Carter knew too.

Bradley Tatum's "submission" was only temporary.

Right now, he couldn't contact the Houseman Family.

If the Houseman Family had any power left, he would definitely seek revenge on Dirk Carter in the future.

Thinking this.

Dirk Carter looked at the woman beside him.

Although all this began because of him.

The solution to this matter still lay with the mysterious woman.

So, the decision was in her hands.

The woman seemed to understand his thought, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. Carter, you decide. Whatever decision you make, we'll do as you say. If you want to spare him, we'll leave now. Of course, if you don't want to let him go, I have a hundred ways to deal with him."

This statement sounded very confident.

Even though Bradley Tatum wasn't a nobody.

But in the woman's words, he seemed like an ant.

Hearing the woman's words, Bradley Tatum again eagerly looked at Dirk Carter.

His eyes filled with a silent plea.

"Mr. Tatum, since it's like this, I'll give you a chance, but you have to tell the truth."

Dirk Carter said.

Bradley Tatum nodded repeatedly, saying, "Sure, sure, ask away, I'll tell the truth, I promise."

"If you had managed to get through to the Houseman Family, would you have let me off?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Bradley Tatum was about to answer without thinking.

Suddenly, he froze.

His mouth momentarily rigid.

If he answered no, Dirk Carter would naturally have no reason to spare him.

But if he said yes, that would be a lie, Dirk Carter wouldn't spare him either.

So, Dirk Carter's question was a trap; no matter how he answered, the result would be the same.

No matter how, being a well-connected big shot, being toyed with by a small fry like Dirk Carter would be laughable.

In any case, the outcome would be the same.

Might as well risk it, at least retain his dignity.

Determined, Bradley Tatum once again summoned his courage.

His expression changed.

With a cold sneer, he said, "Dirk Carter, you're pushing it, huh? I don't run a restaurant, nor do I hang around in the officialdom, I am my own boss, I'm standing here today, what can you do to me?"

The woman slowly stood up.

Then extended her hand to clap softly twice.

With a smile, saying, "Mr. Tatum, you'd be a great actor, you've portrayed 'frustration' brilliantly, fine, since your performance is over, there's nothing worth watching, Weiguang, do it."

The last four words were directed to the young man beside her.

The young man nodded.

Slowly approached Bradley Tatum.

This young man named Weiguang had proven his skills before.

Seeing him approach.

Bradley Tatum began to feel scared.

However, his mouth was still firm.

Pointing at Weiguang, he shouted, "You... don't mess around, if... if you touch me, I'll make you pay..."

He barely finished his threat.

When he heard a thud.

Bradley Tatum staggered and fell to the ground.

Weiguang stood in front of him, lifting his foot forcefully, kicking his calf hard.

There was a crunch.

Bradley Tatum's scream was suddenly silenced.

After a few seconds of silence, a heart-wrenching scream erupted from his throat, his body rolling and spinning on the ground, wailing like a banshee...

Judging by the deformation of his leg.

It was clearly broken.

Weiguang squatted down.

Patted Bradley Tatum's cheek.

Said, "Stop howling, get to the hospital quickly and it might be fixable, otherwise, you'll be a boss in a wheelchair for the rest of your life..."

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!