A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 472 472: I'm Helping You

Arlo Yarbrough froze for a moment.

He kept apologizing, saying: "I'm sorry, I thought you stood me up, and I didn't expect you really had a car accident. My mistake, my mistake. As long as you're safe, even if I had to wait 25 hours today, I wouldn't complain."

"Between people, can't there be some basic trust? I told you I was on my way when I answered your call. I was definitely on my way."

Dirk Carter talked nonsense with a straight face.

Arlo Yarbrough grinned and said: "Hehe, aren't you the one who often prioritizes beauty over friendship? I thought you were tricking me. Okay, okay, my mistake, I'll get the suitcase."

After saying that, he ran over cheerfully.

Genevieve frowned and asked: "Didn't we just take ten minutes to handle the car accident...?"

She didn't have time to finish her question.

Dirk Carter quickly covered her mouth.

He quietly said: "Please, don't speak randomly. You don't understand this guy; he extorts me all the time. I was late by an hour and a half today, and this guy would extort me at least 1500. Saying it was a car accident, he can't pick faults with me."

"You said on the way that he's your good brother?"

Genevieve asked in surprise.

Dirk Carter retorted: "Didn't you notice?"

Genevieve shook her head and said: "I really didn't, both of you are quite cunning."

At this moment, Arlo Yarbrough had already loaded the luggage.

He said: "Alright, let's go."

While speaking, he opened the car door.

He noticed there was a young and beautiful woman sitting in the back seat, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Who's this?"

"The driver at fault."

Dirk Carter responded irritably.

Arlo Yarbrough scratched his head and asked: "Why is the driver at fault in your car?"

"Are you kidding? I rushed to pick you up, and the accident wasn't even fully dealt with yet. See how concerned I am about you?"

"Hehe, you're righteous."

Arlo Yarbrough was just about to sit down.

The woman shifted her seat, blocking the spot he was about to sit on.

"What do you mean by this?"

Arlo Yarbrough asked.

The woman rolled her eyes at him and said: "I'm not comfortable with unfamiliar men sitting next to me."

"Hey, you reckless driver, now you're being picky! Fine, fine, I won't sit, why don't you sit in the back?"

No choice.

Dirk Carter had to let Arlo Yarbrough switch seats with Genevieve.

When they returned to the place where the accident had occurred, they were surprised to find that the car that had been stuck there was gone.

"Where's your car?"

Genevieve pointed to the place where the accident happened and asked.

The woman seemed unconcerned about her missing car.

She stammered: "Maybe... maybe the police towed it away."

Genevieve didn't suspect anything from this answer.

Once back on the highway, Dirk Carter saw several unidentified men in black suits at the highway toll booth, checking passing cars.

Some were even poking their heads inside car windows for a closer look.

It was obvious that these people were not police.

He slammed on the brakes.

He stopped the car on the roadside.

He said to Genevieve: "You drive."

Genevieve was puzzled and said: "But this lady..."

She wanted to tell Dirk Carter that this woman just said she didn't want to sit with another man.

Before she could finish, Dirk Carter got out of the car and went to the back seat. Genevieve, although confused, obediently moved to the driver's seat.

The woman was about to stop Dirk Carter from sitting.

Dirk Carter quietly said: "If you don't want to be caught by those people, cooperate with me. I'm trying to help you; you should understand my meaning."

The woman hesitated for a moment upon hearing that, then made room for him.

Dirk Carter slid in without hesitation.

He patted Genevieve's shoulder and said: "Drive normally."

"Okay."

Genevieve nodded and drove the car towards where the men in black suits were.

Suddenly, Dirk Carter reached out his hand to touch the woman's hat.

The woman immediately became alert, blocking his hand, and asked: "What are you doing?"

"I told you, if you don't want them to discover you, listen to me, or you can get out now. What they do to you then, I won't care."

This statement seemed to hit the woman's weak spot.

She stopped moving.

Dirk Carter took off her cap first.

Then, he undid the hair tie holding her ponytail, letting her long hair fall freely.

After a slight adjustment, her head full of wavy curls appeared.

Just moments ago, the neat and crisp woman transformed into a mature, stylish one.

Such beauty, tsk tsk, even made Dirk's heart flutter for a moment.

"Take off your jacket."

Dirk Carter ordered.

The woman hesitated for a bit.

Eventually, she reached out her hand and took off her denim jacket.

Underneath was a plain white form-fitting T-shirt.

With the tight fit, the two prominent mounds on her chest were clearly outlined. Such a slender figure, paired with such fullness, was a first for Dirk Carter.

What would you call this?

A quintessential baby-faced voluptuousness.

This term fits her perfectly.

"We're here."

Genevieve, who was driving, reminded them.

Indeed.

Their car had already arrived at the highway toll station, and two men in black suits approached from the left and right.

Dirk Carter suddenly grabbed the girl's neck and pressed his lips to hers.

Like she'd been shocked, the woman never expected Dirk Carter to take such a bold action. She tried to push him away with both hands, but Dirk Carter said: "If you keep resisting, they'll surely find us out."

The woman understood Dirk Carter's implication.

At this moment, two unfamiliar faces appeared at both windows, peering inside.

She quickly let go of her pushing and wrapped her arms around Dirk Carter's waist, pretending to be passionately kissing him.

The flowing long hair conveniently covered most of her face.

With this.

The people outside didn't suspect anything and moved on to the next car.

Their car passed through the toll station and got onto the highway without issue.

As soon as the threat was gone.

The woman immediately pushed Dirk Carter away, suddenly reaching out to slap him across the face with a snap.

First, she wiped her lips clean with the back of her hand.

Then, furiously said: "Pervert!"

"I'm a pervert?"

Dirk Carter asked.

The woman looked enraged and said: "Who else but you? You took advantage of me, are you denying it?"

Dirk Carter nodded and said to Genevieve: "Genevieve, stop at the next service area and call the toll station. Tell those people to come over."

"You..."

The woman was dumbfounded.

She was filled with a pent-up rage she couldn't express.

Glaring at Dirk Carter, she was also afraid he'd do exactly as he said.

Clenching her teeth, she said: "Alright, I was wrong, okay? You're not a pervert."

"Then what about the slap you gave me?"

Dirk Carter asked.

The woman said, feeling wronged: "It's done, you're a man; are you going to hit a woman back?"

With a "smack."

Dirk Carter swung a slap at her.

Genevieve, who was driving, flinched.

Even Arlo Yarbrough, who was dozing off to avoid getting involved, opened his eyes wide in shock.

None of them expected Dirk Carter to actually do it.

The woman was even more surprised at Dirk Carter's decisiveness.

Tears filled her eyes and streamed down her face as she turned to look out the car window without saying anything.

Yet, it was still evident that she was sobbing.

After all, her body was shaking slightly.