"Sister, why don't you go first?"

The one speaking, with a cheeky smile, was Rose Forrest.

Ewan Forrest was not one to stand on ceremony either.

"Alright, I'll go first then," she said.

At that moment, Adair Meyer still thought he was about to enjoy the bliss of having two women.

He took a deep breath, preparing for a grand battle.

Suddenly, the woman in front of him moved.

Her leg suddenly lifted.

Her knee slammed brutally into the part of Adair Meyer that brought him infamy.

The force of the blow was immense.

In Adair Meyer's mind, the image of two eggs being crushed appeared.

Following that was a storm of pain that made him double over, clutching himself in a seamless motion.

Then he collapsed to the floor with a thud, howling wildly.

"You filthy woman, how dare you hit... hit me, do you know who... who I am?"

Every word he spoke.

Adair Meyer had to grit his teeth and inhale sharply, the sensation unbearable.

Rose Forrest crouched down.

Smacking her lips, she said, "Sister, you're too cruel, look, it's all turning purple, at this rate, he'll probably turn into a eunuch."

"Oh? Is he probably going to become a eunuch?"

Ewan Forrest asked.

Seeing Rose nod,

Ewan Forrest raised her foot again.

And stomped down fiercely.

This time, Adair Meyer couldn't even scream, rolling around on the floor continuously.

After about ten seconds, he foamed at the mouth and fainted.

"This time he really might turn into a eunuch,"

Ewan Forrest said disdainfully.

"Caleb Ford's people really make a ruthless move."

Behind them, Dirk Carter's voice came.

Ewan Forrest snorted coldly and said, "Shameless men deserve a harsher lesson, so he won't dare to have any evil thoughts again in the future."

Her words were directed at Adair Meyer but seemed to also warn Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop bickering, you two get a cab and take him to the hospital, he's the son of a city official, a spoilt brat of the elite, if he dies here, we're all doomed."

Dirk Carter's words were orders.

The two helped Adair Meyer off the ground.

They propped him up left and right, got a taxi, and took him to the hospital.

This time, Dirk Carter crouched down, looking at Sierra Vincent, who was curled up on the ground, trembling.

"Are you alright?"

Dirk Carter turned to her and asked.

At this moment, Sierra Vincent was burning all over.

Her hands involuntarily tugged at the few rags covering her.

The hairless region was already a flowing stream, like the Yellow River flooding, unstoppable.

"Give... give me... give me..."

She looked at Dirk Carter as if a beast had spotted its prey, eyes glinting.

"What's wrong with you? I'll go get some water, clear your head."

This scene was too much for Dirk Carter.

But still, he never took advantage of others in precarious situations.

Just as he was about to get up,

Sierra Vincent grabbed his hand, muttering, "Carter... Dirk Carter, give me... hurry, I can't stand it, I'm going to die..."

After speaking,

her hands started rubbing over herself.

"No, no, I can't do this,"

Dirk Carter shook his head, trying to snap himself out of it.

Just as he was about to avert his eyes,

Sierra Vincent's hands were already on him, slowly sitting up along his body.

"Dirk Carter... I'm... I'm still sober, I... I don't blame you, I... I want this willingly, please hurry..."

Her hands were starting to tug at Dirk Carter's clothes.

"Sierra Vincent, you..."

Dirk Carter turned his head, wanting to say something.

But Sierra Vincent didn't give him a chance.

Her red lips already sealed his, blocking any further protest.

"Mm... Sierra... mm..."

Dirk Carter's last bit of rationality burst like a dam.

After holding out for so long, he couldn't resist in the end.

He flipped her over, pinning Sierra Vincent beneath him.

Looking at her dazed eyes, he said, "Sierra Vincent, don't blame me for what happens today; you initiated this, and I, Dirk Carter, saved you. Check the surveillance afterward."

After speaking,

he lifted Sierra Vincent's legs...

A truly uninhibited battle ensued.

Right there in the motorcycle shop's lobby.

From the floor to the table, to the bar counter, and even the motorcycle passenger seat was thoroughly explored.

For Dirk Carter, it was an exciting new experience; after all, the woman before him was the legendary white tiger.

When the battle was over,

the two of them were nestled against each other on the couch in the lobby.

By this time, Sierra Vincent was entirely free from the drug's control.

Even toward the end of their encounter,

her submission was to Dirk Carter, not the drug.

With their heads resting against each other,

Sierra Vincent said, "You're finished!"

Allen was startled, stumbling over his words to explain, "Sierra Vincent, you can't blame me for this, you insisted, and I couldn't stop you."

"Did you try to stop me?"

Sierra Vincent asked.

"Of course, I tried, you have surveillance here, check for yourself if you don't believe me."

Seeing Dirk Carter's anxious explanations,

Sierra Vincent burst into laughter.

"I'm not talking about this; I'm saying I'm a white tiger, a Heavenly Killer Lone Star, you touched me, so now you're doomed."

Upon hearing this.

Dirk Carter let out a long sigh of relief.

"That? I'm not afraid of that; I'm a natural disaster star myself. My parents died because of me."

Upon hearing this,

Sierra Vincent abruptly sat up.

Paying no heed to her bouncing breasts, she asked, "You're one too?"

Dirk Carter nodded and said, "When I was 18, after finishing high school, my parents wanted to take me out for a good meal. A car accident ended their lives, leaving me behind, and I never got to enjoy that meal they promised."

After saying that,

Dirk Carter waved his hand and said, "Enough of that unhappy story, what happened to you today?"

Sierra Vincent looked at the overturned orange juice on the floor.

She recounted the events as they had happened.

Dirk Carter was dumbfounded after hearing her story.

Today truly opened his eyes.

He couldn't fathom a father trading his daughter for career advancement.

It was something he'd never even heard of.

After realizing that Adair Meyer had orchestrated this as revenge against him, Dirk Carter felt a bit guilty, saying, "I'm sorry, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have experienced any of this."

Sierra Vincent smiled and said, "It's not your fault, I crashed into your office that day, using you as a shield; I brought this upon myself."

"I still think it's my fault,"

Dirk Carter said.

Sierra Vincent chuckled again.

"Why are you laughing?" Dirk Carter asked.

Sierra Vincent covered her mouth and said, "Nothing, but why were you here today? And who were those two women just now?"

"Oh, them? They were whom I called to protect you."

"Protect me?"

Dirk Carter nodded.

He explained everything.

The cause was indeed Sierra Vincent's provocation in his office.

Knowing that Sierra Vincent and Adair Meyer were in a relationship, he knew Adair Meyer wouldn't take things lying down, and he would surely seek revenge on Sierra Vincent.

So today, when he encountered The Rose Twins, he had a sudden idea and got Caleb to let them stay for a month.

The purpose was just in case.

But he didn't expect that Adair Meyer would get Shane Vincent's cooperation.

If he had arrived a step later, Sierra Vincent would have been truly in danger today.

Hearing that Dirk Carter had gotten people to protect her,

Sierra Vincent was moved.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Why are you crying?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Choking on her words, Sierra Vincent said, "My own father betrayed me, yet you thought of protecting me... It's made me realize I'm not so alone after all."

Dirk Carter smiled knowingly.

He asked, "Would you feel bad if Shane Vincent pays the price?"

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