At this moment, the four of them were in a petrified state.

Dirk Carter asked, "What? Haven't seen enough? Want to join in?"

At this question.

Ewan Forrest and Rose Forrest both blushed.

They scrambled out.

After returning to the living room.

They realized they hadn't closed the door, wanting to rush over to close it, but lacked the courage.

Neither of them spoke.

They sat on opposite ends of the sofa, each with a flush on their faces.

Their minds were filled with images of themselves entangled with Dirk Carter.

"Sis, I want to say..."

"Little sister, I want to say..."

The two hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and almost simultaneously said this.

Then, realizing they had spoken at the same time.

They both said again, "You first!"

Spoke at the same time again.

Neither wanted to be the first to speak.

Each rubbed their thighs, waiting for the bedroom door to open.

In the bedroom.

Sierra Vincent covered her face with both hands, embarrassedly saying, "Dirk, come down."

"Why come down? I'm not done yet."

"Oh my gosh, it's so embarrassing, we...were all seen by them, I...I have no face to see them now."

Sierra Vincent said, utterly mortified.

Dirk Carter couldn't care less.

He launched another attack.

At first, Sierra Vincent was a bit shy, but as the tempo picked up, the pleasure that surged from her body again took control.

She couldn't help but moan softly again.

Perhaps to make Sierra Vincent's voice louder, so those outside could hear.

Dirk Carter accelerated once more.

Under such relentless stimulation.

Sierra Vincent also couldn't hold back any longer, bursts of moans emanated from the bedroom, making the already tense two outside even more on edge.

Especially Rose Forrest.

Ever since she brought back those toys Dirk Carter bought, she played nearly every day, her body thoroughly explored.

Such a vibrant scene, coupled with the panting so close by, had long overwhelmed her.

Seated firmly, her hips couldn't help but shift.

She felt a warm stream flowing down between her legs.

Did Ewan Forrest feel any better?

Naturally not.

He kept swallowing hard.

His tongue involuntarily licked his lips.

This torment lasted another twenty minutes or so.

With a prolonged moan from Sierra Vincent.

The two also breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards.

Dirk Carter, wearing just shorts, walked out leisurely.

Seeing the two women still tense.

Dirk Carter sat in the middle of the sofa.

When he placed a hand on each of their thighs, both women jolted as if electrified.

"What's wrong?"

Dirk Carter asked with ill intentions.

Ewan Forrest stammered, "N-nothing."

"And you?"

Dirk Carter then asked Rose Forrest.

Rose Forrest also stammered, "I...I'm also fine."

"Alright then, let's talk business."

Dirk Carter reclined on the sofa and said.

To break the awkwardness.

Ewan Forrest said, "Brother Cheng has found out, Sherman Summers' son is named Franco Summers, he's 24 this year, and Sigil Wines is his business."

Dirk Carter nodded.

Asked, "Have you figured out the method of transaction?"

Rose Forrest followed up.

She said, "Yes, if someone wants Sherman Summers to do something, they go to Sigil Wines to buy wine, a bottle of red wine that costs a few bucks to make can sell for thousands or tens of thousands. Secretly, there's a clearly defined price at Sigil Wines. There's a red wine called 'Red Map', not found on the market, but Franco Summers has packaged it as an imported wine from abroad, when in fact the cost is only 15 bucks a bottle."

Ewan Forrest continued, "The 'Red Map' wine sells for 5,000 bucks a bottle, a crate of 12 would be 60,000 bucks. The bigger the favor, the more wine you buy. Brother Cheng found out through his channels that just in the first half of this year, Sigil's sales reached over 4 million bucks."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's quite a bit, I must say, Sherman Summers sure is clever, arranging the bribery so discreetly. No wonder godfather said his scheming was deeper than his own, it seems it wasn't just talk."

Dirk Carter remarked.

Ewan Forrest nodded and said, "This bribery method is indeed very covert. On the surface, this money is all legitimate income for Sigil Wines. This way, even if Sherman Summers does favors for others, there's no direct link, even if we report to the discipline inspection committee, they might not be able to prosecute."

Dirk Carter pondered for a moment.

Asked, "What kind of person is Franco Summers?"

Rose Forrest said, "Very shrewd, not like a pampered rich kid. He rarely publicly acknowledges his relationship with Sherman Summers, so much so that many people don't know his true identity. Plus, he's very low-key. Even with all this money, he only drives a second-hand car worth 30 to 50 thousand. More importantly, luring him out would be very difficult. He's not lustful and doesn't attend social gatherings, seems like a very solitary person."

"Like father, like son, truly."

Sherman Summers may not be much, but he cultivated quite the 'excellent' child.

In fact, regarding Sherman Summers' bribery method, it has always been documented in Dylan Tate's notebook, but not much, just mentions his son.

But as Ewan Forrest said.

Even after figuring it out, this kind of bribery method has almost no flaws. Reporting it, there's nothing higher-ups can find.

It's precisely because of this that he hasn't acted on it.

But now, he must act. If Sherman Summers only played politics, so be it. But now, he's become utterly unscrupulous.

In that case.

Dirk Carter saw no need to hold back.

If he couldn't topple him quickly, more trouble might follow.

Consecutive failures are bound to make him desperate.

A county head, can he really be embarrassed by a secretary?

"Can we take advantage of the night to forcibly bring him out?"

Rose Forrest abruptly asked.

Ewan Forrest shook his head and said, "Difficult, to ensure Franco Summers' safety, Sherman Summers specially hired two veterans as his bodyguards. Plus, their shop's location is right next to the Halfridge Street Police Station. If we act, it's hard not to be discovered."

This shows.

Regarding Franco Summers' potential weaknesses.

Sherman Summers is indeed very careful in sealing them off.

He knows well that his weakness lies with Franco Summers, so he will absolutely ensure nothing happens to him.

"This won't work, that won't either, is there really no other way?"

Rose Forrest said, a bit frustrated.

Even though Dirk Carter is the first secretary of the County Committee.

With his ability to shake Sherman Summers, it's like an ant trying to topple a giant tree. Especially since Sherman Summers rarely leaves any loopholes in his actions, making it hard for Dirk Carter to make any significant impact.

Not to mention it's not just his ability that falls short.

Even with Donal Lewis, the County Committee Secretary, it might not be enough.

After all, Donal Lewis has no real power in Stillwater County, especially with Kelton Levin suppressing from above.

He can only rely on himself.

Taking down Franco Summers is currently his greatest hope.

And also the only feasible path.

After a pause, Dirk Carter said, "It's not impossible, Franco Summers isn't in politics and is quite low-key. Sherman Summers, being so cunning, wouldn't actively solicit business, which means there should be a broker hidden around Sherman Summers."

"A broker?" Rose Forrest asked, puzzled.

Dirk Carter nodded and said, "This broker hides around Sherman Summers. If someone wants to spend money to get things done, he personally steps in, directing those who want to spend to buy wine at Sigil Wines. This connects two seemingly unrelated links. The benefit of this is, if something goes wrong, Sherman Summers and Franco Summers can distance themselves immediately, while the broker takes all responsibility."

Ewan Forrest, hearing this analysis.

Let out a deep sigh, "If it's truly as you analyze, then Sherman Summers is simply terrifying."

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