A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 431: A Cooked Duck Can't Fly Away

"Bought a girl?"

"Training?"

Could it be that the security guard is talking about Arden Rivers?

In shock.

The woman, hearing that Manager Zhang isn't around, felt relieved.

She started to comply with the man.

The man was impatient.

He turned the woman's body and said, "Come on, quickly, stick your butt out."

The woman obediently did as told.

She placed her hands on the wall, leaned forward with her hips sticking up high.

The man swiftly pushed her professional skirt up to her waist.

With a yank, the last layer of "modesty" was pulled down to her ankles.

"Little baby, I've missed you so much."

The man forcefully touched between her legs with his hand, clumsily unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants, aimed, and thrust in suddenly.

In that moment, the woman pursed her lips, stifling the sounds from her throat.

She thought this process would take a long time.

Unexpectedly, in just about three to five minutes, the man's body started to tremble.

The woman turned her head and asked, "Finished?"

"I've been a bit tired lately, next time, next time I'll surely satisfy you."

The man quickly pulled up his pants and said.

The woman lamented, "Next time, next time, you always say next time, always just enjoy yourself without considering if I've had fun. Are you even a man?"

"Hehe, baby, isn't this a little leisure in a busy schedule? Next time, we'll find a hotel, and I'll take you down."

"Hmph, truly a useless man."

The woman complained.

She tidied up her skirt as well.

The man swiped a card to open the door, walked in, and just as the woman hurried in, right when the door was about to close, Dirk Carter swiftly stepped forward and grabbed the door handle.

Not having time to hesitate.

Dirk Carter slipped inside.

With a click.

The door closed.

A dim yellow light appeared in front of him, the man and woman from earlier had already disappeared.

This was a stairwell.

There's a door separating it from the club's private rooms, and the stairs likely lead to the office area of the club.

Dirk Carter cautiously climbed the stairs.

Reaching the fourth-floor level, he saw a safety exit door.

He cracked it open a bit, peeked outside, and found a dimly lit corridor ahead.

After entering the corridor, Dirk Carter began listening at the doors one by one, and then a click sounded in his ears—the sound of one of the doors opening.

In urgency, Dirk Carter had no choice but to push open the door in front of him.

He had no idea what kind of room it was; the room was pitch black with no one inside.

"Manager Zhang, this woman is quite tough. Why don't you let me use my methods?"

A voice asked from outside the door.

Then another voice replied, "Sister Hua called. She said the person who came today is important, so we mustn't stir up trouble. We're instructed to pause, and after the VIP leaves, then we can train her. Anyway, she's already a cooked duck, she can't fly away."

The other voice chuckled and said, "Manager Zhang, when it's time for training later, let me have a go. This chick is pretty, and I'm struggling to hold back."

Manager Zhang teased, "You kid, you can't resist when you see a pretty woman. Alright, I'll let you have a turn, but there's one condition: be gentle, Sister Hua spent sixty thousand bucks for her."

"Alright, I listen to Manager Zhang."

It was clear that this voice was excited.

The talking and footsteps disappeared from the safety exit door.

Then came the sound of a door closing.

Sixty thousand bucks?!

Isn't that Arden Rivers?

Dirk Carter let out a sigh, opened the door, and sneaked out.

Following the direction the voices had come from, he arrived at the door from which the two had emerged earlier.

He gently twisted the doorknob.

Only to hear a click.

The door opened.

Dirk Carter walked in and was shocked by the scene before him.

A room not quite large.

In the center was a bed.

On the bed were various toys for women's self-comfort, dazzling and every kind imaginable.

The walls were hung with ropes, handcuffs, whips, and several other items.

Beside the bed, there was a chair, one Dirk Carter had seen in a themed hotel. To put it nicely, it was a chair; to put it bluntly, it was a "legs spreader" for women.

When his eyes scanned to the corner.

Dirk Carter shivered.

In the corner sat a fully naked woman.

The woman hugged her knees, burying her head in them. Perhaps upon hearing someone entering, she continued muttering, "Get away, don't come near me, get away, don't come near me..."

"Arden, it's me!"

Having recognized the woman's voice.

Dirk Carter called softly.

The woman suddenly raised her head, and upon seeing Dirk Carter in front of her, tears started flowing.

This woman, none other than Arden Rivers.

"Dirk... Dirk Carter..."

Once the name was uttered.

All the grievances and helplessness burst forth at that moment.

No longer caring about her lack of clothes.

She stood up and rushed towards Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter wrapped her in his arms, lightly patting her smooth back, consoling her, "It's alright, I'll take you out!"

Arden Rivers nodded heavily.

Dirk Carter asked, "Where are your clothes?"

"They threw them away, they won't let me wear clothes."

Arden said somewhat bashfully.

Dirk Carter nodded and said, "Alright, let's get out of here first."

And so, holding a naked Arden Rivers, the two opened the door and entered the corridor. As soon as they reached the safety exit door, faint footsteps came from inside.

Someone was coming up.

The two exchanged a glance.

Dirk Carter quickly pushed open the door of the room he had hidden in earlier, in the dimness, uncertain where to hide, he pulled Arden Rivers and hid her behind the floor-to-ceiling curtains at the window.

Just after tidying the curtains, the door creaked open.

And then.

A click, the room light brightened.

"Secretary Zhang, please come in."

It was a woman's voice.

Dirk Carter slightly parted the curtains.

He was immediately stunned.

The woman at the door turned out to be Sister Hua, who he had seen twenty minutes ago at the Marriott entrance.

At her invitation.

A somewhat bald man stepped in.

The man wasn't very tall and looked at least fifty years old.

After entering, he sat down on the sofa.

Sister Hua sat opposite him, skillfully brewing tea.

"Secretary Zhang, did you have a good time?"

Sister Hua asked.

Secretary Zhang laughed and said, "In Rexton City, where could be more fun than Sister Hua's place, right? If it's not fun, wouldn't that mean Sister Hua loses face?"

Sister Hua chuckled.

She said, "Secretary Zhang, feel free to be honest. If you didn't have a good time this time, then next time I'll make sure you do. Marriott doesn't fear criticism, only fears leaders won't be honest."

"Hahaha, Sister Hua oh Sister Hua, you still have a way with words."

Secretary Zhang laughed heartily.

At this moment.

Sister Hua's tea was ready.

She poured a cup and pushed it toward Secretary Zhang.

She said, "Secretary Zhang, about the Koryn City matter, could you give me a bit of face?"