A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 533:

"Private massage?"

Dirk Carter exclaimed.

Renee Carter saw doubt in Dirk Carter's eyes.

She waved her hands repeatedly and said, "Secretary General Carter, I think you misunderstand; I'm not trying to seduce you, but because of your current identity, you're the masseur at this bathhouse. If the person monitoring me enters and finds no signs of massage on me, she'll report to Franco Carter, and my contact with you will naturally be exposed."

"Alright, I'm not really losing out, am I? I'm happy to serve a beautiful lady like Director Carter."

Dirk Carter said this.

To dispel the barriers between the two.

He squeezed some essential oil onto his hand and said to Renee Carter, "Director Carter, I'll start now."

Renee Carter lay down again, using a prepared pillow to support her waist, making the private area rise prominently.

No kidding.

Renee Carter's petals were indeed tender and inviting, stirring a strong impulse to explore further.

Dirk Carter first applied the essential oil, then massaged bit by bit around the petals.

"Does Director Carter come here often?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Renee Carter smiled slightly and said, "Secretary General Carter, I know what you mean. You're wondering if I often get male masseurs for private massages, right?"

"Just a bit curious."

Dirk Carter said.

Renee Carter nodded and said, "I come often, not only for private massages but also for bust enhancing massages. After all, I'm over thirty, and women must learn to maintain themselves, right?"

"Then..."

Dirk Carter hadn't finished.

Renee Carter said, "You want to ask why I choose male masseurs over female ones, right?"

"Director Carter, you truly are a prosecutor; you read my mind."

Renee Carter looked indifferent.

She said, "This question doesn't need an answer; when you get massages, do you prefer a male masseur or a female one?"

"Women, of course."

Dirk Carter said.

Renee rebuked, "Why can men choose female masseurs at massage parlors, but women can't choose male masseurs? Isn't it about equality?"

"Seems Director Carter is quite liberated."

Dirk Carter said.

Renee Carter snorted coldly, "Are you implying I behave promiscuously usually? That's biased. Men are charming in this regard, but women are seen as debauched; don't you think it's unfair?"

This topic can't continue.

If they continue, it'll make Renee Carter angry.

Fingers weaving between the petals, Dirk Carter restrained the growing flame within.

On the contrary, Renee Carter started to react.

Dirk Carter could see some crystalline dew starting to trickle from the middle of the pink pistil, and Renee Carter closed her eyes, her throat swallowing movements apparent.

"Secre... Secretary General, did you study massage? Why... why does it feel so different from others?"

"How is it different?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Renee Carter pursed her lips and said, "How should I put it? It's quite comfortable..."

Dirk Carter chuckled and said, "Director Carter, let's continue discussing Milton Stone; I'm afraid if I massage for a while longer, you'll lose interest in serious discussion."

"How could that be? I have strong willpower."

Renee Carter strained to open her eyes and said.

"What did Milton Stone do next?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Renee Carter briefly recalled.

She said, "After a period of depression, Milton Stone decided to find out the truth about this matter. Enzo and I advised him, saying since Bennett Kane was involved, it's not something an ordinary person can solve, but Milton Stone refused to give up. After all, the deceased was his beloved wife; we were truly standing and speaking without feeling the pain..."

He began to frequently contact nurses and doctors at psychiatric hospitals.

Trying to learn some insider details from them.

This process.

Continued on and off for a few months.

Until a year ago, Enzo and I suddenly received the news of Milton Stone's suicide.

"Upon hearing this tragic news, Enzo and I went to the morgue; we truly regretted, because both Enzo and I were deputy prosecutors at the city prosecutor's office. We both could have helped him, but in the end, we failed to lend a hand, which partly led to Milton Stone's tragic death."

Renee Carter said regrettably.

Dirk Carter asked, "Next, did you two start investigating?"

Renee Carter shook her head and said, "Not both of us, just Enzo. At that time, we both felt sorry for Milton Stone and decided to properly investigate the case, but Enzo insisted I don't get involved. He said these people fear nothing, not even public officials; if both of us investigate simultaneously, we might end up in danger, so we need a backup plan. In case something happened to him, someone must reveal the truth to the public..."

Next.

Enzo plunged headfirst into it.

The eventual result was disappointing.

Three months ago.

For some unknown reason, Enzo attempted to rob a bank and ended up getting shot on the spot.

During that period.

Renee Carter frequently asked Enzo for updates, but to protect her, Enzo kept everything to himself.

Upon hearing Enzo's tragic news.

Renee Carter was overwhelmed with grief.

She wanted to continue investigating but remembered Enzo's words, thus stopping all her plans.

Milton Stone and Enzo were both powerless against the situation.

As a woman, it was even more impossible for her.

"You said you placed that photo in the drawer; why did you do it?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Renee Carter took a deep breath and said, "I put it there after the case concluded; outsiders have no idea about the relationship between Enzo and Milton Stone. This photo is our only group picture; if anyone investigates this case further, they'll definitely inquire about those IOUs. My intention was to remind the next investigator that there's a connection between the deaths of Enzo and Milton Stone."

Indeed.

It was through this photo that Dirk Carter connected the two cases.

From this perspective.

Renee Carter's idea was correct.

"Everyone at the prosecutor's office knew Enzo and I were as close as siblings; at that time, Franco Carter was also afraid Enzo left me some evidence, so he constantly had someone monitor me — whom I met, the people I contacted, none of them escaped. When I heard you came to the prosecutor's office to inquire about Enzo's case, I was truly pleased; however, I still doubted you could bring down Bennett Kane, so I held back and didn't approach you."

"Why did you decide to approach me now and invite me here?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Renee Carter stared blankly at the ceiling and said, "I heard Enzo's house was burned down; the prostitute, Fang Xiumei, also died. Those people are starting to destroy evidence again; if I don't speak, your investigation could hit a dead end. Moreover, I want to remind you; you're facing a group of reckless criminals who will do anything..."