A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 481 481

"When Ewan Forrest arrives, there's something I'd like her to investigate. There's a magazine called 'Autumn Leaves' in Koryn. Go check out its editor, Cheney Marshall, and get me everything on him."

Dirk Carter said.

Arlo Yarbrough nodded and said, "Alright, I'll take care of it right away."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Is Dirk Carter really going to intervene in this matter?

Of course!

He had no reason not to get involved.

In the recent committee meeting, he successfully took down Josias Rayburn.

If he could leverage the situation with Cheney Marshall to take down Carly Lambert, he'd have the ability to stand up to others in the Koryn City Committee.

The great leader once said, unite all the forces that can be united.

Dirk Carter had no choice but to do so.

The relationship between him and Robert Shepherd was tied by their common enemy, Cornell Morgan.

Once Cornell Morgan fell, it was clear that Robert Shepherd would immediately turn against him. If he lacked support at that time, he'd be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered by Shepherd.

Moreover, there was another threat in Dirk Carter's mind.

That was Jeff Hughes.

He didn't know much about Jeff Hughes, but he heard that Hughes was cunning and played mind games, unlike the aggressive approaches of Robert Shepherd and Cornell Morgan. The signs were evident at today's committee meeting. Otherwise, how could someone from an ordinary background gain the favor of Fabian Vincent so significantly?

In short.

He wasn't in it for power.

It was for self-preservation.

With enemies surrounding him, he had no choice.

While Dirk Carter was plotting strategically, the other parties weren't idle either.

Still at Savor House.

Still in Room No. 1.

Cornell Morgan had already been waiting for twenty minutes.

He was getting a bit impatient.

Just as he was about to stand up, the door to the room creaked open.

Boone Jacobson walked in.

"Why are you here? I wanted to see Sister Hua."

Cornell Morgan said with some displeasure.

Boone Jacobson closed the door and said, "Sister Hua is busy today. She asked me to accompany you."

"She's busy? What's going on? I just wanted to ask her why Jeff Hughes didn't take action at today's committee meeting."

So, that's what he came for.

Boone Jacobson smiled and said, "Sister Hua naturally has her reasons for everything. She didn't let Jeff Hughes act because it's called hiding one's prowess. He's the last line of defense. Until absolutely necessary, Sister Hua won't reveal her connection with him."

"So, I'm left to be humiliated by Dirk Carter?"

Cornell Morgan became more agitated as he spoke.

Boone Jacobson smiled slightly and said, "Mayor Morgan, don't be upset. Knowing you've been wronged today, Sister Hua has arranged something for you."

"Arranged? What kind of arrangement?"

Though still showing resentment, he was visibly more relaxed at the mention of an arrangement.

"Mayor Morgan, please follow me."

Boone Jacobson stood up.

Opened the door.

Led Cornell Morgan through the corridor to a small building behind the room.

Opened one of the doors, revealing a lavishly decorated room.

Inside was a man and a woman.

The man was none other than Fridolin Golding, Deputy Minister of Organization and Director of the County Elder Cadres Bureau.

The woman sitting next to him appeared to be in her thirties, pretty, wearing a pencil skirt, with a not top-notch but above-average figure. She was Fridolin Golding's wife, Geraldine, who worked at the City Administrative Center.

The two of them, sitting on the sofa, looked very nervous. Upon seeing Cornell Morgan enter, they quickly stood up and greeted him.

"What's going on here?"

Cornell Morgan was a bit puzzled.

This Fridolin Golding was one of Robert Shepherd's people. How did he end up at Savor House?

Boone Jacobson smiled, opened a drawer under the TV cabinet, and handed a folder to Cornell Morgan.

Cornell Morgan opened it and his face immediately lit up with a smile.

The content of the folder was lengthy, but it boiled down to something simple: During his tenure as Deputy Minister of Organization and Director of the County Elder Cadres Bureau, Fridolin Golding abused his power, engaging in massive acts of trading official positions for personal gain. He illicitly assigned people to work in the Elder Cadres Bureau or Administrative Center, involving 65 illegal hires, receiving kickbacks ranging from ten thousand to six hundred thousand yuan each, with total embezzlement and bribery reaching around 25 million yuan.

His wife, Geraldine, was the intermediary.

This investigation report definitely wasn't issued by the disciplinary committee.

Otherwise, Fridolin Golding wouldn't be sitting opposite him now.

"Where did this come from?"

Cornell Morgan asked Boone Jacobson.

Boone Jacobson smiled and said, "A gift from Sister Hua for you. As for how to use it, that's up to you."

"Alright, you go out first. I'll handle the rest."

Cornell Morgan said.

Boone Jacobson turned and left.

Cornell Morgan pulled up a chair and sat across from the two.

He had just taken out a cigarette when Fridolin Golding quickly came over, took out a lighter, and lit it for him.

"Minister Golding, don't you have anything to say?"

Cornell Morgan took a puff and asked.

Fridolin Golding shivered.

He stammered, "Mayor Morgan, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have opposed you. As long as you're magnanimous and let my wife and me off this time, I promise I'll do whatever Mayor Morgan asks in the future."

"Whatever you're asked to do, you'll do it?"

Cornell Morgan asked leisurely.

Fridolin Golding nodded repeatedly and said, "From now on, my life belongs to Mayor Morgan. If I don't comply, you can do whatever you want."

Cornell Morgan was, of course, very pleased with this answer.

The humiliation he suffered from Dirk Carter today was completely relieved at this moment.

His eyes landed on Geraldine, scanning up and down, and asked, "Is this the first time I've met the little sister-in-law?"

Geraldine didn't respond.

Fridolin Golding quickly nudged her with his elbow, urging, "Mayor Morgan is talking to you."

Geraldine stammered, "Hello, Mayor Morgan. Yes, this is our first meeting."

"I see the little sister-in-law maintains herself well."

When Cornell Morgan said this, Fridolin Golding's face changed.

There had long been a rumor in the Municipal Committee Compound that Cornell Morgan had unique tastes. He wasn't interested in unattached women yet had a fondness for other people's wives, fiancées, and girlfriends.

It was usually laughed off as a joke.

But his comment made Fridolin Golding realize something.

Seeing no reaction from Fridolin Golding.

Cornell Morgan leaned forward, suddenly looked at him, and said word by word, "Minister Golding, I said the little sister-in-law maintains herself well. I quite like her."

Repeating this sentence.

The implication was clear.

Geraldine didn't understand what he meant by that, puzzled, she looked at Fridolin Golding, who hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and whispered a few words into his wife's ear.

As soon as he finished.

Geraldine's expression changed.

Just as she was about to object, Fridolin Golding grabbed her hand and said, "Xiaofang, if you don't do this, both of us are finished. Do you want to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

These words were like a sharp sword piercing Geraldine's heart.

With no other choice, she could only nod in agreement.