That scene just now, he was probably the only one who saw it clearly.

When those seven or eight thugs rushed in.

Dirk Carter stood up.

His movements were graceful, his strikes sharp like a sword.

Every strike hit the opponent's vital points.

Just like that, those underlings lost their ability to fight and fell flat on the ground.

Yet Dirk Carter wasn't even out of breath, as if nothing had happened.

"This... how is this possible?"

June Bates said in terror.

After all, in his view, Dirk Carter was just a scholar. How could he possess such astounding combat skills?

Dirk Carter smiled slightly and said, "It seems like you still don't know me well, brother June. Both my parents were master physicians. I was proficient in pulse and acupressure since I was eight. Hitting a few little hoodlums' vital points isn't too difficult, is it?"

"You... you... okay, okay, Dirk Carter, today you proved your prowess. Just wait, you've thoroughly angered me, June Bates. I want to see just how capable you really are..."

June Bates knew he was inevitably at a disadvantage.

He turned to leave.

But at this moment, his own lackey, A Hao, blocked the door of the room.

Trapping June Bates inside.

"A Hao, what are you doing?"

June Bates questioned sternly.

A Hao said nothing, only looked at Dirk Carter, as if waiting for a command.

At this time.

Dirk Carter slowly stood up.

He said, "Brother June, do you take me, Dirk Carter, for a fool? Leaving a snake alive will only cause endless trouble. So, if today's matter isn't resolved clearly, you can't leave either."

"Bastard, this is my place, my turf. You think you can mess with me?"

June Bates scoffed coldly.

Dirk Carter suddenly turned around, looked at him sharply, and murmured, "Not anymore."

"What do you mean? What do you mean by 'not anymore'?"

June Bates asked.

Dirk Carter looked at A Hao and said, "From now on, A Hao will take over Night Paris. As for the other businesses, Scar will manage them well for you."

It was like a bolt of lightning.

He looked sharply at A Hao.

A Hao has always been his trusted aide, following him for years, loyal and seemingly incapable of betrayal. But how could he side with Dirk Carter?

"Whatever Dirk offered you, I'll double it!"

He gritted his teeth and said.

Faced with this temptation, A Hao showed no reaction at all. He looked at Dirk Carter and asked, "Brother Dirk, what should we do about June Bates?"

Dirk Carter pondered for a moment.

He said, "Just now his hand touched my woman."

"Got it, I understand."

A Hao nodded coldly and said.

After those words.

Dirk Carter wrapped his arm around Delilah Goodman's shoulder, letting her lean on him.

As the two reached the door of the room, he suddenly paused and said, "Brother June, please inform Deputy County Head Vincent. Whatever tricks you've got, throw them at me. If you touch anyone around me again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying this.

Dirk Carter left with Delilah Goodman.

From deep in the corridor, suddenly came June Bates' cries of agony.

Those were heart-wrenching wails.

No one knows what happened in the room after Dirk Carter left, but from that day on, June Bates' hand was useless. Though it looked fine on the surface, he couldn't even hold a phone.

"Dirk, how did you persuade A Hao?"

On the way back, Delilah Goodman asked in confusion.

Dirk Carter smiled slightly and said, "I didn't persuade him."

"Didn't persuade him? Then why did he betray June Bates to join you?"

"Because he had no choice. Not joining me meant death for him!"

"What do you mean?"

Delilah Goodman became increasingly puzzled.

Dirk Carter reached out, tidying Delilah Goodman's messy hair, and asked, "Everyone knows Felicity Vance is June Bates' cherished one. But for someone like June Bates who isn't lacking women, do you know why that's the case?"

Delilah Goodman shook her head.

Dirk Carter continued, "June Bates has many women, but only Felicity Vance gave him a child, and it's a son."

"What does that have to do with A Hao?"

Delilah Goodman still didn't get it.

As she asked this, suddenly a realization hit her.

Her eyes widened as she said, "I get it. June Bates is infertile, so even with so many women, he couldn't have a child. The son Felicity Vance had isn't his, it's A Hao's, right?"

"Not bad, Director Goodman, you're not as clueless as I thought."

Dirk Carter smiled and said.

The story became clear at this point.

Once June Bates knew his only son belonged to his subordinate, it was obvious he wouldn't let A Hao go.

In order to survive, A Hao naturally had no choice but to betray him, which was expected.

But how did Dirk even know about such a top-secret matter?

After escorting Delilah Goodman to her bedroom and tucking her in, Dirk was about to leave.

Just as he turned around.

A hand reached out from under the covers, grabbing him.

"Dirk, can you stay with me? I'm... I'm a bit scared."

Delilah Goodman said pitifully.

After going through such a terrifying ordeal, she was still shaken.

Dirk considered for a moment, then sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I'll stay until you fall asleep."

"It's already late, maybe you should... you should stay here overnight?"

After she softly said this.

Delilah Goodman lifted the cover.

Dirk Carter almost had a nosebleed.

Delilah Goodman, at this moment, was only wearing a light, almost see-through silk nightgown, barely concealing anything, showing she had shed all "defenses" inside.

In terms of looks.

Delilah Goodman couldn't compete with Maeve Winters.

But when it came to her figure, Delilah really might not lose.

Though approaching thirty, her well-maintained skin was fair and smooth.

Especially her mature scent of a woman, irresistibly alluring to men.

In one's youth, one doesn't understand the charm of a mature woman, mistaking a young girl as a treasure.

And Delilah Goodman, was that prime example of an enchanting woman.

The hint was so obvious that Dirk Carter, who was not exactly Emilia Hale, reached out his hand, placing it gently on her smooth thigh.

At that moment, like a jolt of electricity coursing through her, Delilah trembled slightly.

The image from the hospital restroom resurfaced in her mind.

Fury surged.

With a tumble.

She climbed out of bed, pouncing on Dirk Carter.

The passion accumulated over the past three and a half years would all be unleashed on Dirk Carter.

Engaged in a fiery battle.

Neither of them heard.

The door being opened outside.

Hurried footsteps circled the living room, heading toward the bedroom.

With a click.

The bedroom door was pushed open directly.

"Sis, why is your phone not answering..."

Maeve Winters' voice cut off abruptly as she saw the situation before her.

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