Dirk Carter didn't notice that Helen Fletcher's face turned red.

She murmured, "What sound? You must have heard wrong."

Dirk squinted and shook his head, saying, "I didn't hear wrong, there definitely is a sound, and it's nearby."

After speaking, he started searching around the sofa.

Helen, seeing this, was about to get up and find an excuse to leave.

Dirk suddenly called out, "Wait a moment."

After speaking.

He placed his ear close to Helen, frowned, and asked, "Is the sound coming from you?"

Helen knew she couldn't avoid it anymore.

She let out a small hum.

"What is it?"

Dirk curiously asked.

At that moment, she was sitting with her legs together, looking bashful, her face flushed red, and breathing more rapidly than usual.

After all, she's a skilled one.

Dirk was stunned for a moment, his eyes flicking to between her legs, suddenly realizing, and waved, "Maybe I heard wrong."

Helen knew Dirk had figured it out.

She quickly said, "No, you're mistaken, it's not for me, my... my husband forced me."

After speaking.

She sat back down.

Lifted her skirt.

Her bare lower body was exposed right in front of Dirk.

She spread her legs.

A red wire protruding from her center, buzzing sounds emanating from within her body.

Perhaps due to prolonged stimulation, her tender lotus petals were glistening with fluid, some of which had already trickled slowly down the inside of her thighs.

The scene was indeed quite explosive.

You didn't even need to look.

The other end of the red wire undoubtedly connected to a toy, and the buzzing sound must have been coming from this toy.

"You've really kept it on all day?"

Dirk asked.

Helen bashfully nodded and said, "He... he said I can't take it out until the battery dies."

"But he's not with you, why can't you remove it yourself?"

Dirk asked, puzzled.

Helen hesitated for a moment, looking troubled.

She sighed and said, "Alright, I've said what I needed to, I'll leave now."

She stood up.

Lowered her skirt.

And walked out of Dirk's office just like that.

Dirk was speechless.

However, he could feel that even though Helen is a high-ranking official in Kenton County, she genuinely feared her husband, a deep-seated fear from the heart, otherwise, she wouldn't allow him to act so wantonly.

Just as Helen left.

Yves Quill walked in and said, "Sir, Deputy Director Maeve came by just now."

"Maeve Winters? Where is she?"

Dirk asked.

Yves said, "I told her Secretary Fletcher was inside, so she left, oh, before she left she asked me to give this to you."

After speaking.

Yves handed over a black plastic bag.

Dirk opened it for a glance, then closed it immediately.

Because inside the bag was a bottle labeled with Six Flavors Rehmannia Pill.

"You didn't look inside, did you?"

Dirk asked.

Yves shook his head and said, "I wouldn't open and look at your stuff, sir."

That's good.

Dirk breathed a sigh of relief, asked, "Did she say anything?"

Yves thought for a moment and said, "She asked me to pass a message, saying you still owe her one 'Three Highs', whatever that is."

Three Highs?

Dirk was momentarily stunned.

Then suddenly realized it.

Maeve's Three Highs, what else could it be, naturally it meant three orgasms.

That woman is bold, daring to send over something like the Six Flavors Rehmannia Pill.

"Alright, I got it, go get busy."

Dirk said.

"One more thing, County Mayor Dixon wants you to visit his office, says there's something to discuss."

Yves said.

Dirk stuffed the plastic bag into his briefcase and stood up, saying, "I'm going now."

When he pushed into Bjorn Dixon's office.

There were already four people inside.

Of course, Bjorn Dixon was there.

Along with the other three: Executive Deputy County Mayor Caden Dixon, Deputy County Mayor Edith Walsh, and Deputy County Mayor Wilbur Holloway.

Seeing Dirk come in.

Bjorn Dixon immediately forced a smile, proactively came over, grabbed his hand, and said, "Comrade Dirk Carter is here? Come, sit beside me."

Previously when Dirk came.

Bjorn Dixon was always cold as ice.

Now he suddenly seemed so "caring."

That's not surprising either.

Dirk still holds evidence of his dereliction of duty.

Additionally, the borrow-the-knife-to-kill strategy had made Bjorn a bit fearful.

Once they sat down.

Dirk asked, "Gentlemen, is there something up?"

Bjorn cheerfully said, "Comrade Dirk, this time you and Deputy Mayor Edith, have brought honor to our county government. The emergency rescue has come to a close, but post-disaster reconstruction is also a heavy task. In today's committee meeting, I initiated the suggestion that you be responsible for this task since you're the primary official in agriculture and rural areas."

Dirk understood, this was to take credit.

Dirk smiled and said, "Thank you, County Mayor Dixon, for the trust. Don't worry, I'll do this properly."

Bjorn waved his hand and said, "After thinking it over, you're also new to agriculture and rural work, unfamiliar in many areas. Wilbur here has been involved in this work for years and has plenty of experience. So, I thought, in the reconstruction work, let Wilbur guide you a bit, for your growth and for Rearpond Village's development, what do you think?"

No wonder upon entering I saw Caden and Edith looking sour.

It's because Bjorn is up to no good here.

Post-disaster reconstruction has always been a lucrative and high-profile job.

In the committee meeting, Bjorn said to put Dirk in charge but was just a cover.

When it came to actual operations, he wanted Wilbur to take over. As a result, the real beneficiary would naturally be Wilbur.

What a trick to swap beams, Bjorn's mastered the 36 stratagems.

No wonder Caden was unhappy.

Bjorn was calculating too obviously.

At this moment, Wilbur said from the side, "Actually, there's nothing much to guide, just some experiences to share. I promise, I'll teach comrade Dirk everything without reserve."

He seemed quite smug when saying this.

Dirk thought, this Wilbur must be in Bjorn's inner circle by now.

Last time in the job shuffle, he snatched the academic performance from the vocational college, and now seeing an opportunity here, he extended his reach again.

If I make concessions again this time, wouldn't that make me too easy to bully?

Dirk smiled and said, "Deputy Mayor Wilbur's appetite seems a bit excessive, doesn't it?"

The moment these direct words came out.

The faces of both Bjorn and Wilbur changed.

Wilbur, his face darkened, asked, "Comrade Dirk, what do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean? Isn't it clear, Deputy Mayor Wilbur? You haven't finished off the vocational college, and now you want to swallow this piece. What? Does Deputy Mayor Wilbur enjoy eating leftovers? Are you part of the Beggars' Gang?"

"Dirk! You..."

Wilbur was momentarily speechless.

Though Bjorn also looked displeased.

He still squeezed out a smile and said, "Comrade Dirk, that's not what I meant. Having Wilbur take over the vocational college was to avoid suspicion. Wilbur does have experience with Rearpond Village reconstruction. Isn't there an old saying, 'Among three people, there's a teacher to learn from'? Asking more questions and learning more does no harm."

"The old saying also goes, 'The human heart is never content like a snake trying to swallow an elephant.' Doesn't Deputy Mayor Wilbur fear bursting his belly?"

Dirk coldly said.

Once these words were spoken.

Edith Walsh's expression became a bit peculiar.

Holding back laughter, wanting to laugh but unable to, what a discomfort.

I've seen straightforward speakers, but never seen anyone like Dirk, who speaks whatever's on his mind.

He must be a breath of fresh air in the officialdom.

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