A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 549:

The person who was supposed to pick up Dirk Carter left after dropping him off at the airport.

They told him that once he arrived at Argentum Airport, someone from The Hughes Family would handle his transportation.

Dirk Carter, who had already boarded the plane, didn't realize that this trip to Argentum would completely change his fate.

A guy who had stumbled his way through life would become a pivotal figure balancing the major forces in Argentum.

"Excuse me, sir, could you please move a little?"

Suddenly, a gentle woman's voice interrupted Dirk Carter's thoughts.

He looked up.

Standing in the aisle was a tall woman.

The woman was wearing a pink bodycon dress.

The tight fabric revealed her ample bosom, a waist that could be encircled with one hand, and full hips.

What was even more striking was that her dress was short, almost reaching the top of her thighs; in today's internet slang, it was a mini skirt.

She wore black stockings, the garter straps extending just above her knees.

Two mysterious ribbons ran straight to the base of the skirt, looking quite enticing.

The woman's face was beautiful as well.

With her long, wavy hair, she had the aura of a regal older sister.

"Oh, please come in."

Dirk Carter's seat was on the outer side of the woman's seat.

So he quickly pulled his legs back a bit.

The woman smiled faintly in thanks and then attempted to squeeze into her seat through the narrow gap. Whether she lost her balance or not, just as her hips faced Dirk Carter, she let out a soft moan and slipped, landing right on Dirk Carter's lap.

It was quite a coincidence.

She sat squarely in his lap.

The woman was flustered and quickly grabbed the seat in front to stand up, struggling into her own seat.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, really sorry..."

The woman blushed deeply, repeatedly apologizing to Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

The awkward accident passed just like that.

Next, the plane took off.

Once the plane reached cruising altitude, the flight attendants began distributing drinks. Dirk Carter wasn't thirsty, so he didn't request anything, but the woman in the inner seat requested a glass of soda water and placed it on her tray table.

Just as Dirk Carter leaned back to catch some sleep.

Suddenly, he felt a cold sensation around his crotch.

He woke with a start to find a large wet patch in his lap, with the woman's cup of soda water having tipped over.

"Ah, sir, I... I'm really careless, I have tissues, let me clean it for you."

She said hastily.

The flustered woman stood up, grabbed some tissues, and quickly started to wipe at Dirk Carter's crotch.

While wiping, her delicate hands inevitably made intimate contact with Dirk Carter's private area.

Causing Dirk Carter to feel embarrassed as well.

Just as he was about to take the tissues from her hand, he looked up to a rather revealing sight.

Perhaps because of her haste, the woman hadn't pulled her skirt down when standing up.

This caused the already short skirt to ride up a little.

The black lace underwear beneath was inadvertently on full display.

In such a situation, any man would take a few more glances; Dirk Carter knew it wasn't polite, so he quickly averted his eyes and grabbed the tissues, saying, "Let me do it."

The woman was on the verge of tears.

She said, "Sir, I'm really sorry, there's a hair dryer in the restroom, why don't you come with me to the restroom and I'll dry it for you?"

"No need, it'll dry in a while."

Dirk Carter waved his hand and said.

The woman didn't relent.

She grabbed Dirk Carter's arm and said, "Sir, please, it's my fault, I should take responsibility."

At this point, most of the passengers were resting with their eyes closed, and the commotion between the two naturally caught the attention of others.

Dirk Carter didn't want to make a scene.

So he reluctantly stood up.

He said, "Alright then."

The woman led the way, Dirk Carter followed her down the aisle toward the restroom, with her full hips swaying in front of him, attracting the eyes of many men.

Upon entering the cramped restroom.

The woman locked the door behind them.

She took the hair dryer from the wall, knelt down in front of Dirk Carter, turned it on, and began carefully drying the wet area of his pants.

To be honest, the current position was quite suggestive.

Dirk Carter stood there.

Such a beautiful woman, kneeling in front of his lap, it's hard not to imagine a certain suggestive scene.

Suddenly.

Dirk Carter heard a tearing sound.

His zipper was somehow undone.

Just as he was about to stop her, the woman looked up and said, "It's wet inside too, let me dry it for you, otherwise it'll be uncomfortable for the next hour."

In front of him was an alluring beauty.

The warm air blew on his most sensitive area, and her hands occasionally brushed against him.

Coupled with the ambiguity of the space.

Dirk Carter felt his blood begin to surge with heat.

Just then.

The hair dryer's hum abruptly stopped.

The woman looked up, her face flushed, her breathing slightly heavy.

She said to Dirk Carter, "Sir, you're quite big, can I take a look?"

Was an erotic encounter about to unfold as expected?

This was a very discreet restroom; even if something happened, no one would know. As long as Dirk Carter was willing, he could have a passionate moment on his way to Argentum.

Yet he hesitated.

With a swift motion, he zipped up his pants.

The woman showed a moment of awkwardness, slowly standing up to face Dirk Carter, bashfully saying, "Sir, I'm sorry, I was just curious, I've never seen one so big before."

One might have thought Dirk Carter would let it go.

But unexpectedly, he suddenly reached out, placed a hand on the woman's shoulder, and pressed her against the restroom wall.

This rough action took the woman by surprise.

Her face clearly became tense.

The assertiveness she had earlier vanished, replaced by a look of fear.

The flush had crept from her face to her neck.

Her full bosom rose and fell with her rapid breaths, her hands unsure of where to place them.

"Miss, you want to see mine, but you'll have to strip first so I can admire you, alright?"

As he spoke.

Dirk Carter's hand moved to the woman's waist.

She jolted as if shocked by electricity.

Just as she was about to resist, Dirk Carter asked, "Was The Hughes Family the one who sent you to seduce me?"

Her nervousness turned to surprise.

Then she became calm.

The woman smiled seductively and said, "Sir, I don't understand what you mean."

"Is that so? You speak fluent Argentum dialect, carry an expensive designer bag, yet you're sitting in economy class with me, and since takeoff, you've been trying to create some intimacy with me. I'm curious if you truly want something to happen between us or if you don't. If you actually do, I'm not opposed to it, it's just that my character doesn't need to be tested by The Hughes Family."

This string of analysis evidently hit the mark.

Because Dirk Carter clearly noticed the woman deliberately avoiding eye contact.

He smiled slightly and asked, "If I'm not mistaken, you're the person meant to meet me in Argentum, right?"

Their eyes met.

Sparks flew.

In the position of pinning her against the wall, the woman in the corner realized there's no point in keeping up the pretense.

She straightened up, her face suddenly serious, and said, "Yes, I'm the one supposed to meet you, my name is Nora Hughes."