A Bumpy Road to Power

"Alright, I'll arrange it in a moment."

In the blink of an eye.

Dirk Carter had settled Dora Yarbrough and her two children.

Aziel Grant asked, "What about you?"

Dirk Carter gave a ghostly smile and said, "Take me to Serenity Lane. I'll pay a visit to this couple."

About twenty minutes later, Dirk Carter got out of the car on Serenity Lane.

Aziel Grant also found a younger guy to take Dirk Carter near the small courtyard where Blythe Meadows and Patricia Payne were renting.

Serenity Lane is located in the Brookfield District of Ronan City.

The lane is in an urban village.

The surrounding area is filled with all sorts of messy old houses, with poor sanitation and serious unauthorized wiring connections.

This place, being occupied by migrant workers, has somewhat chaotic public security.

The courtyard the two rented wasn't large.

A single-story house combined with a low-walled courtyard of about ten square meters, totaling about thirty square meters.

After arriving at the location.

Dirk Carter glanced around to ensure no one was nearby.

With a leap, he jumped over the low wall.

He initially thought the two weren't home.

Just as he was getting close to the house, he heard a series of moans coming from inside.

Without looking, he knew the two inside were "busy."

Upon closer inspection.

He found a pane of glass on a window was broken, with a corner missing.

Dirk Carter quietly approached, squinting to take a peek inside, and sure enough, he saw a slightly plump woman riding on a man's body.

The woman looked to be around thirty years old.

Her appearance wasn't striking.

But she wasn't unattractive either.

Despite her average looks, her body was extremely voluptuous.

Especially the two large "rabbits" on her chest, moving with considerable amplitude, catching the eye quite noticeably.

As she swayed her hips.

The woman's throat was also active.

"Oh Aming, you're too good, I can hardly stand it..."

With that shout, Dirk Carter was able to confirm.

The man on the bed holding the woman's waist should be Blythe Meadows.

He had expected their battle to last a while longer.

Unexpectedly, within just a few minutes, Blythe Meadows started to convulse.

Holding his breath, he said to Patricia Payne, "Hurry, I can't take it anymore..."

Patricia Payne was indeed a pro.

Seeing Blythe Meadows like this.

She immediately exerted force with her legs, doubling the up-and-down motion.

Under this rhythm.

Blythe Meadows finally couldn't hold on, shouted, and his whole body stiffened up and started twitching.

Patricia Payne also cooperatively lay on top of him, wriggling her large body, praising Blythe Meadows fiercely.

The two rested for a while.

Patricia Payne got off Blythe Meadows.

While getting dressed, she said, "Aming, I've found the people you need. They're already here, staying in the courtyard next door, about ten of them, I think it's enough. When you get to the wedding, don't chicken out. No matter what, you've got to hold your ground."

Blythe Meadows' face showed a look of resentment.

He wrapped an arm around Patricia Payne's waist, his hands still lingering between her legs.

He said, "Patricia, I've done some checking. My brother-in-law is no longer a doctor; he's in office now. Plus, his wife is from a family of officials. If they come at us hard, I'm afraid we won't stand a chance."

"Coward!"

Patricia Payne cursed.

As if she wasn't satisfied enough.

She yanked Blythe Meadows' hand away and angrily said, "Why did I fall for a coward like you? On such a big day, they're people with reputations; how could they come at us hard? Besides, if they dare to come hard, we dare to take photos and put them online. With the internet so developed, they'd get smashed by public opinion, and then they'd have to obediently pay up."

Blythe Meadows pondered for a moment.

As if persuaded by Patricia Payne.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, we'll do it your way. Once we get the money, I'll divorce that shrew at home, and we'll get married."

Hearing this, Patricia Payne heavily tapped Blythe Meadows on the forehead.

She said, "You fool, why divorce her? Are you satisfied with just half a million? Don't divorce her; use the kids to tie her down. We have a cash cow now; there's endless money to spend in the future."

"My woman is smart, hahaha... Come, let your man have a feel."

Blythe Meadows laughed as well.

He pulled the newly clothed Patricia Payne into his arms once more, pressing her beneath him.

Burying his head in her fullness, he started to suck...

Sure enough, just as Dirk Carter predicted.

Blythe Meadows was truly a bottomless pit.

To completely resolve this matter.

It seemed Dirk Carter had to take drastic measures.

After contemplating for a moment.

Dirk Carter jumped back outside the wall.

A few hours later, as night fell.

When Dirk Carter appeared again, he had changed outfits, looking like a rich man, and with the large gold chain around his neck, his aura had completely transformed.

Besides.

He had fake facial hair on his chin.

The whole person looked significantly older.

At first glance, one might think he was a middle-aged man in his forties.

A few minutes earlier, he had personally seen Blythe Meadows dressed and heading out, likely going out to buy food.

With everything prepared.

Dirk Carter arrived at the gate of the couple's rented courtyard.

He knocked on the door with a thud.

"Coming, coming, why are you knocking? Did you forget your key?"

Inside, Patricia Payne's complaining voice came.

Then, with a creak, the wooden door opened from the inside.

Patricia Payne thought it was Blythe Meadows, about to start a tirade, but looking up, she saw a strange middle-aged man. Worse yet, that large gold chain was a bit dazzling, instantly catching Patricia Payne's eyes.

Her attitude did a 180-degree turn.

Her voice softened.

She asked, puzzled, "Brother, who are you looking for?"

"Little sister, sorry, I'm your neighbor, living right across. Our lightbulb suddenly went out. You see, I'm all alone, and nobody to hold the ladder for me. I didn't dare climb up, so I impolitely came to see if you could help hold the ladder for a bit."

After saying this.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he added, "Oh, oh, little sister, I'm not asking you to do it for nothing. Here's five hundred bucks, consider it your pay for helping me."

Holding the ladder for five hundred bucks?

Who wouldn't want to do such a good deed?

Upon hearing this, Patricia Payne.

Pretended to be polite, "We're neighbors, why talk about money? No need, no need."

Dirk Carter smiled slightly.

He shoved the money into Patricia Payne's hand and said, "Neighbors or not, helping is helping; they're two different things. Little sister, do you want to change your clothes?"

At this moment, Patricia Payne was only wearing pajamas.

Very thin pajamas.

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