"Grandpa!"

As Dirk Carter was trying to figure out who the old man in front of him was.

Elaine Nolan joyfully ran toward the old man.

The sternness on the old man's face instantly vanished.

Replaced by boundless affection.

He hugged Elaine tightly, gently stroking her forehead, and said, "It's a good thing Grandpa arrived on time, otherwise you'd have gotten hurt, and then no one would want you."

"Pfft, Grandpa, even if you didn't come, those guys would have been taken down by him."

Elaine pointed at Dirk Carter, somewhat proudly.

At this moment.

The four drunken men were dragged by the men in black suits into the alley next to the barbecue shop.

Soon after, a round of faint screams came, and after a while, it went silent.

"Grandpa, what brought you here?"

Elaine asked with a face full of happiness.

The old man gazed at her warmly and said, "I wasn't at ease with you working here, so I thought I'd come take a look. And look, I just got here and came across such a situation."

"Grandpa, let me introduce you."

Elaine dragged the old man's hand and brought him to the table.

Though Dirk Carter didn't know who he was, since he was an elder, he stood up, nodded slightly, as a form of greeting.

"His name is Dirk Carter. Isn't that a special name?"

Elaine asked.

The old man slowly sat down.

His eyes scrutinized Dirk Carter, obviously with caution.

"Dirk Carter?"

He asked.

Elaine nodded and said, "He's the secretary of our Stillwater County Committee."

This identity somewhat surprised the old man, who asked, "You're the secretary to Donal Lewis?"

He actually directly called Donal Lewis by name. Clearly, he had some influence. Dirk Carter nodded and said, "Hello, sir, I am Secretary Lewis's secretary."

"Grandpa, are you hungry? Want a bite to eat?"

Elaine picked up a skewer of grilled chicken wings and offered it to the old man.

It was obvious he didn't want to eat, but he still obediently took a small bite.

"Is it good?"

Elaine asked innocently.

The old man nodded and said, "It's good. By the way, Elaine, it's so late, why aren't you home yet? Still wandering outside? I went to your place and found you weren't home. I called your phone, but no one answered. I even called your office, but no one picked up. I was worried sick! I had Town Peace drive around, and we just happened to come across you."

As he spoke.

The old man's gaze kept glancing at Dirk Carter.

It seemed in his eyes, his granddaughter had been coaxed out by Dirk Carter.

"Grandpa, let me tell you, today your granddaughter was really wronged..."

Elaine detailed the entire situation.

Only then did the old man realize he had misunderstood Dirk Carter.

His face showed a bit of guilt.

He said to Dirk Carter, "Young man, my granddaughter caused you trouble today."

"It's nothing, sir, we're colleagues. Besides, I bear some responsibility for what happened to Elaine today. I invited her to eat as an apology."

Dirk Carter's words were courteous and appropriate.

Finally, he won the old man's favor.

Seeing the old man and Dirk Carter chatting amiably.

Elaine found it amusing.

Holding her grandfather's hand, she cheerfully said, "Grandpa, let me tell you, my colleagues here are all very good to me. They're always praising me secretly."

"Oh? How do they praise you?"

The old man asked with a smile.

Dirk Carter, hearing this, was startled and wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Elaine thought for a moment and said, "They say I have a figure that's soft to the touch, some even praise my gentle demeanor, oh, oh, oh, I remember, some even call me a natural beauty."

As soon as she finished speaking.

Dirk Carter almost spat blood.

It was obvious.

The smile on the old man's face gradually disappeared.

He asked, "Do you know what these words mean?"

Elaine seemed proud and said, "Of course I know. Soft to the touch means I have a soft body and good figure, saying I'm gentle means I'm lovely, and calling me a natural beauty means I'm naturally graceful and elegant, hehe..."

"Who gave you these explanations?"

The old man asked.

Elaine boasted, "Dirk Carter told me."

The old man suddenly looked at Dirk Carter.

His severe expression softened considerably.

After a pause, he said, "Your explanations are very good, I like them."

This was not sarcasm; it was genuine.

In the old man's eyes, if his granddaughter Elaine knew the true meaning of those words, she might not be so happy. What grandparent doesn't wish for their granddaughter to be happy?

What grandparent would want their beloved granddaughter to be hurt?

Dirk Carter's response, in a way, protected Elaine's innocence.

Honestly, at that moment, Dirk Carter felt relieved.

After all, saying Elaine was "soft to the touch" was originally his own words.

If the old man had found out, he might not have skinned me alive, but I'd at least get a good scolding.

After the conversation.

The old man looked at the man in the black suit who had come out earlier.

He said, "Make a call, inform that Magnus Linden fellow that he doesn't need to come in tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Nolan, I'll handle it now."

The man in black nodded and then turned to make a call.

"Elaine, if you aren't happy working here, how about coming back with Grandpa?"

Speaking to Elaine, the old man regained his previous kindness.

Elaine playfully insisted, "No, Grandpa, I want to work. I will definitely keep working, if Dad can do it, then I can too, and I'm definitely not worse than Dad."

This kind of playful insistence.

Made the old man feel a bit helpless.

He quickly said, "Alright, alright, Grandpa won't say anymore. You go wait in the car for Grandpa; I want to have a word with Dirk Carter."

"Okay!"

Elaine obediently nodded.

Then waved to Dirk Carter and said, "See you tomorrow, Secretary General Carter."

"See you tomorrow."

Dirk Carter responded.

Elaine happily got into the car.

The old man watched as his granddaughter closed the car door, then turned and said, "For what happened today, thank you on behalf of our family."

"Sir, you don't need to be so polite; it's what I should do."

Dirk Carter replied, somewhat embarrassed.

The old man reached out and patted Dirk Carter on the shoulder, saying, "Our Elaine is very innocent, not suitable for the political world at all. Even though I don't like her taking this path, I fully respect her decision. So, I hope you can keep an eye on her for me, can you?"

"Sir, as I've said before, everything that happened today is because Elaine helped me. I feel indebted to her, so if there's anything I can do to help, I will definitely do my best."

"Good, knowing you'll say that puts me at ease. Young man, we'll meet again."

The old man waved to Dirk Carter and then got into the car.

Two cars, one in front and one behind, left the street side.

Only then did Dirk Carter notice that both cars were unlicensed.

Mr. Nolan?

Does Ardmore City have any notable figure with the surname Nolan?

Dirk Carter thought hard but couldn't figure it out, so he let it go.

Just as he was about to leave.

Three police cars lined up at the entrance of the barbecue shop.

A number of fully armed police officers got out and charged into the shop.

"Secretary General Carter, what are you doing here too?"

Suddenly, Dirk Carter heard someone calling him.

He turned around and saw the deputy director of the county public security bureau and captain of the criminal police team, Eli Dixon, appearing before him.

They had met a few times before, though not familiar, they did know each other.

"Director Dixon, what brings you here personally on duty?"

Dirk Carter joked.

Eli Dixon looked tense and asked, "Secretary General Carter, have you been here the whole time?"

"Yes, I have! What's up?"

Dirk Carter nodded and said.

Eli Dixon glanced around, as if wary of something, and lowered his voice to say, "Just now, Secretary Arlo Lewis of the city political and legal committee personally called the police station, asking us to come here and arrest someone!"

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