"Hidden in my room."

Dorothy Zechariah took a step forward and said to Tristan Reid.

This answer.

Left Tristan Reid dumbfounded.

Since Tristan Reid knew Dorothy Zechariah's identity.

No one dared to touch her room.

With Denton Quincy hidden in Dorothy Zechariah's room, he was naturally safe.

As for the person lying in Denton Quincy's room, it had always been a corpse, and this corpse was brought over by the county doctors during their support mission.

From the very beginning, Dirk Carter had already prepared for this contingency.

This time.

Tristan Reid was disheartened.

Completely disheartened.

He always thought his plots and schemes were flawless.

Even reaching the point of planning three steps ahead for every action.

But how could he have imagined that Dirk Carter, a young man not yet thirty, would think and act so far ahead and meticulously?

He accepted his loss wholeheartedly.

Forcing himself to stand up from the ground, Tristan Reid sighed.

He said, "You win. But don't be too happy. When you mess with me, you're messing with others' interests. I didn't pocket this money alone, and of course, I won't tell you who the others are. So, just wait; someday someone will come after you for me."

"Alright, I'm waiting."

Having said that, Dirk Carter swung his hand.

A few police officers took Tristan Reid and his son Clarence Reid away.

"Bastard, deceived all of us!"

"Scum, made us quarrel with Tea Hill Village for so long!"

...

When the father and son were being escorted away from the crowd.

The people's anger could no longer be contained.

Everyone began to hurl insults at them.

From a hero in Sunglow Town to a fallen icon, it only took one truth.

Thus.

Sunglow Town was completely turned upside down.

After the two main culprits were taken away, three women were also brought out.

Shaun Pace had already surrendered, and the other two were captured during the assassination attempt on "Denton Quincy," one named Summer and the other Winter.

These three women were all charged with attempted murder.

However, they also had to bear their legal responsibilities.

The last one to be handcuffed was Patrick Reid, who had turned himself in.

Previously convicted of mass brawling, the charge was now changed to attempted murder. However, Patrick Reid made significant contributions, and throughout the process, he was an accomplice. So even in a retrial, the sentence shouldn't be too severe.

"Son, do well inside, and when you get out, I'll be there to pick you up."

Seeing his son being taken away.

Kaiser Reid was somewhat moved.

Dirk Carter put his arm around the old man's shoulders and said to Patrick Reid, "Don't worry, after you leave, I promise I'll take care of your parents for you."

"Thank you, Mayor Carter."

Patrick Reid said.

Dirk Carter smiled and said, "I should be the one thanking you instead."

Then.

He said to Maeve Winters, "Please make sure to take good care of this person."

Maeve Winters smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do. Alright, I'm leaving now."

Having said that.

With a wave of her hand.

She took all the suspects present away.

After taking a few steps forward.

She suddenly remembered something.

Turning around, she walked over to Dirk Carter, leaned in, and whispered in his ear, "I helped you a lot. How do you plan to thank me?"

"How do you want me to thank you?"

"Well, I've been busy these days. I'll find you later; both my upper and lower parts miss you."

"Haha."

Dirk Carter laughed and said softly, "Alright then, next time I'll make sure to satisfy you."

"Deal?"

"Deal!"

Satisfied with the promise.

Maeve Winters left contentedly.

The main characters bowed out, and the grand drama reached its end.

The crowd, knowing they were in the wrong, also left the scene one by one.

There were still many things to handle.

Just as they were about to leave the health center.

Suddenly, a line of black cars appeared at the entrance of the health center, creating a convoy of more than a dozen vehicles.

There wasn't enough space in the health center to accommodate them.

So the cars lined up along the roadside.

Then all the car doors opened simultaneously.

Each car spewed out a few young men dressed in black suits and white gloves.

Once they were all out, they stood neatly by the cars.

What a grand spectacle!

Then, the door to the rear seat of the first car opened.

A middle-aged man in a traditional Chinese suit hurriedly stepped out of the car and quickly walked toward the health center.

The middle-aged man didn't look old, perhaps only around fifty.

But his hair was completely white.

"Dad!"

Suddenly, Dorothy Zechariah shouted from behind.

The white-haired man shuddered, his eyes immediately locked onto Dorothy Zechariah, and he quickly made his way over.

Dad?

Could this man be Barron Zechariah, the owner of Stansen Group?

The two met.

Barron Zechariah checked Dorothy Zechariah over and cautiously asked, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm really fine, look."

Still draped with a curtain, Dorothy Zechariah spun around in front of Barron Zechariah.

Relief spread across Barron Zechariah's face.

With joy, he said, "It's good that you're fine. That bastard Colwyn Ford, I've already had him taken away. Before handing him over to the police, I'll make sure to vent this anger for you properly."

"Mm!"

Dorothy Zechariah nodded.

Suddenly recalling something.

She grabbed Barron Zechariah's hand and brought him to Dirk Carter, pointing at him and saying, "Dad, let me introduce you. This is Dirk Carter. He saved me twice. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here today."

"Don't say unlucky things."

Barron Zechariah scolded a bit.

Then, scrutinizing Dirk Carter, his expression became serious.

"You saved my daughter, I must thank you."

"It's nothing, Uncle Zechariah, just a small effort."

Dirk Carter said.

Barron Zechariah paused and said, "I am Barron Zechariah. You can address me as Mr. Zechariah or CEO Zechariah."

This statement was meant to draw a clear line between Dirk Carter and himself.

After all, Dirk Carter had initially called him Uncle Zechariah.

He immediately understood the intention and earnestly said, "CEO Zechariah, I am the mayor of Sunglow Town. Since Miss Zechariah is our guest here, we must ensure her safety."

"But you allowed her to be trapped in danger multiple times."

Barron Zechariah retorted sternly.

"Dad, what are you doing? It's not Dirk's fault."

Dorothy Zechariah also seemed to sense the tone and quickly intervened to explain.

Barron Zechariah turned back to glare at his men and said, "Take Miss to the car!"

Then, he spoke to Dorothy Zechariah, "Dorothy, get in the car first. Don't worry, Daddy will handle this matter properly."

Although reluctant.

Dorothy Zechariah was still escorted by two staff members to the car.

With his daughter settled.

Barron Zechariah said to Dirk Carter, "Since you saved my daughter, it would be unjust not to show gratitude. I will invest ten million in Sunglow Town on behalf of the Stansen Group. As for how to use it, it's up to you. After that, we're even."

Even.

The implication was that the relationship between Dirk Carter and Dorothy Zechariah must also be evened out.

Dirk Carter nodded.

He said, "Alright, on behalf of the Sunglow Town Government, I thank CEO Zechariah for the generous investment."

"Mm, then that's that. Goodbye."

After saying this, Barron Zechariah turned and got into the car.

The convoy came in grandly and left in the same manner, leaving nothing but smoke and dust behind.

"Sigh... such a pity."

Suddenly, Ewan Forrest's voice came to his ears.

"What a pity?"

Dirk Carter asked.

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