The daughter of Ivan Pitts?

The Pitts Family sure has a knack for names.

The father is medicine, the daughter is poison. Just by the names alone, the daughter sounds far more dangerous.

"So what brings you to me?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Shannon Pitts, still casual, pointed at the bag on the table and said, "With the New Year around the corner, I brought you a little gift—two bottles of wine and two packs of cigarettes."

A gift?

Dirk felt a shiver run through him.

No need to guess—Shannon was clearly here for her father, Ivan Pitts.

"Sorry Miss Pitts, regarding your dad's situation, I'm powerless."

Dirk said.

Shannon chuckled and said, "You're the director of the education bureau, what do you mean powerless? Is it that the price isn't right?"

"You've misunderstood, that's not what I meant."

Dirk replied.

Shannon nodded and said, "Even if the cigarettes and wine aren't enough, I have a third gift today."

"Whatever the gift is, I can't help with this matter. That's all I have to say, Miss Pitts, please leave."

Dirk extended his hand, making a gesture to see her out.

Anyone else would have left awkwardly by now.

But Shannon didn't; she seemed not to understand Dirk's meaning, asking, "Aren't you curious what the third gift is?"

"Not interested."

"I think you'll be interested."

Shannon said, standing up, and circled around Dirk.

She said, "The third gift is me. I'm here to sleep with you."

In that moment, Dirk was stunned.

He had never seen a girl talk about something like this so casually.

"Sleep with me?"

Dirk asked.

Shannon nodded and said, "Yes, I'll sleep with you. I think I'm quite pretty, with a great figure. I excel in multiple skills, and as long as you spare my dad, you can sleep with me any way you like."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her voice mysteriously and said, "Let me tell you a secret, I know plenty of positions."

Dirk's breath halted instantly.

It seems this Pitts Family is quite something.

Ivan Pitts as a father is something else; to secure his future, he actually sent his daughter to offer herself. What talent, truly something!

Seeing Dirk's bewildered expression,

Shannon thought she hadn't made herself clear enough.

Then she was about to take off her clothes.

Dirk twitched and immediately grabbed her hand, saying, "Okay, okay, I understand, no need to undress."

"You don't think I'm developed enough, do you? My chest is quite big, very soft, feels nice to touch. How about a feel?"

Shannon puffed her chest, inching it closer to Dirk.

Dirk stumbled back a few steps, frightened.

Seeing Dirk's resistance,

Shannon said, "If you're not into the top, the bottom is an option too. Come, I'll let you touch."

It was getting more and more absurd.

Dirk immediately walked to the door and opened it wide.

He said, "Miss Pitts, I need you to leave now. If you don't, I'll invite all the neighbors over to take a look."

"You like group activities? I've never tried, but if you prefer, I could give it a go,"

Shannon said wide-eyed.

This girl, she's young, how does she know so much?

Dirk was at a loss for words.

He angrily shouted, "I want you to leave right now; don't push me into calling the police."

That shout startled Shannon.

With a look of grievance, she said, "Why so fierce? I already said I'm here to sleep with you, and you're still kicking me out. So many men want to sleep with me, and I don't even let them. Fine, I'll leave, no big deal."

Having said that,

Shannon grabbed her down jacket and rushed to the door.

"Wait a minute, take your cigarettes and wine with you too."

Dirk picked up the bag and threw it to the doorway.

Shannon huffed and said, "Insensitive man."

Then she stormed off with the bag in a huff.

As soon as she was gone,

Dirk's heart nearly jumped out of his throat.

He was just about to close the door when suddenly a hand slapped it, holding it open.

Not again?

Dirk said impatiently, "Are you done or not, I said I don't want to sleep with you."

"You want to sleep with me? I wouldn't even let you. My preferences are fine."

It was a man's voice.

Dirk paused for a moment, opened the door wider, and saw Arlo Yarbrough standing outside with a grin.

"Why are you here?"

Dirk asked in surprise.

Arlo chuckled and said, "It's New Year's Day, I've come to pay my respects."

"Why are you paying respect to me?"

"As the apprentice, it's only right to pay respects to the master."

Arlo said, walking straight inside.

Dirk was about to lose it.

What kind of New Year's Day is this, with all these inexplicable people around?

"Apprentice and master, when did that happen?"

Dirk inquired.

Arlo's eyes scanned the room, nose sniffing constantly, and said, "Just now! Dirk, you really have a way with women, that little beauty from before was so fresh-looking, though a bit too thin for my taste."

"Don't get it wrong, nothing happened between me and that girl."

Dirk hurriedly explained.

Arlo laughed and said, "I understand, I understand. The love between a man and a woman is a natural law. Don't worry, master. I won't say a word."

Upon hearing this, Dirk was annoyed.

He grabbed Arlo's hand and said, "I'm telling you again, there's nothing between us."

"Hehe, master, I've already said, I definitely won't spread it around."

As he spoke, it seemed like he discovered something, bent down to sniff the sofa, and then began feeling around it.

"Alright, enough chit-chat, tell me, what do you want from me?"

Dirk asked.

Arlo, while searching, said, "What else, since I called you master, it must be to learn from you how to charm women."

"Why would you need to charm women? Don't you have your Nurse Bebe?"

"Yes, it's for wooing Nurse Bebe! Give me some tips on how to win her over."

As Arlo spoke,

his hand slipped into the sofa's crevice and pulled out a lace woman's underwear.

He sniffed it under his nose and tossed it aside.

Dirk was about to mention that Nurse Bebe was married when he saw Arlo's actions and froze.

Pointing to the underwear tossed aside, he asked, "Where did that come from?"

"Didn't you see? From the sofa's crevice!"

Dirk swallowed hard and asked, "No, I mean, how did you know there was underwear in the sofa's crevice?"

"I didn't know, I just walked in and smelled a woman's scent. The scent was strongest here by the sofa, so I randomly felt around and found it. I say, master, your 'battle' with her must've been intense. To leave your underwear wedged here—could she find it? Did that little beauty really leave without underwear?"

Boom!

It felt like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

Dirk's mind kept asking itself, whose underwear could it possibly be?

In his dorm, aside from last night's Helen Fletcher and this morning's Shannon Pitts, no other woman had been there.

He knew that when Helen came yesterday, she wasn't wearing underwear.

That leaves one possibility.

The underwear was deliberately left by Shannon Pitts.

His mind replayed Shannon sitting on the sofa, taking off her jacket to cover his sight, perhaps this was when she stuffed the underwear inside.

But why would she shove worn underwear into the crevice?

Suddenly, Dirk became alert.

He quickly found his phone.

Dialed a number.

As soon as the call connected, Aziel Grant's voice came through: "Dirk, what is it?"

"I need you to find someone for me. Once you find her, have a couple of people keep a round-the-clock watch on her. A girl around twenty, named Shannon Pitts, daughter of Ivan Pitts, the director of the disciplinary office at the Seventh Elementary School..."

Before he could finish,

Arlo casually said, "She was in a black Nissan Sylphy, license plate An J2D658."

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