A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 607 607

"Gift? What gift?"

Dorothy Zechariah raised her neck to ask.

Dirk Carter loosened his hold on Dorothy and walked to the office door. Once he opened it, Dorothy was immediately stunned.

At the door.

Stood a person.

It was none other than Barron Zechariah.

Though the red vest had become a signature suit, during his time at the detention center, Barron's originally black hair had now turned mostly white.

"Dad..."

Unable to hold back, tears burst forth.

Dorothy rushed towards Barron.

Barron affectionately embraced her, saying, "Don't cry. Why are you crying? Isn't Daddy alright?"

"Dad, you've gotten thinner, and your hair is all white. You must have suffered a lot inside, right?"

Dorothy's hand stroked her father's weathered face as she asked, somewhat choked up.

Barron glanced at Dirk Carter standing not far away.

He reached out to wipe his daughter's tears.

He said, "I didn't suffer. During my time at the detention center, I figured out a lot of things. You are my daughter, not my personal possession. In the past, it was my fault for always stopping you from dating Dirk. If not for Dirk this time, the Zechariah Family would have collapsed. I apologize to you."

"No, Dad, I don't blame you. I don't blame you!"

Father and daughter embraced and cried.

This moment was still somewhat emotional.

After a pause, Barron dried his tears and brought Dorothy in front of Dirk Carter.

Suddenly.

Barron bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

Frightening Dirk, who quickly supported him.

"Dirk, thank you."

Barron said sincerely.

Dirk nodded and said, "Mr. Zechariah, the Stansen Group has just been reclaimed, you father and daughter must have many things to do. I won't bother you. Now that the situation has stabilized, I have a flight back to Janton State tomorrow morning."

Saying this, he gave Dorothy a meaningful look.

"You're leaving?"

Dorothy was startled.

She asked somewhat reluctantly.

Dirk nodded slightly and said, "There's still a lot to be done in Koryn City. I have to hurry back to handle it."

"I..."

Dorothy wanted to say something.

In the end, she couldn't say it out loud.

She nodded, which counted as acknowledgment.

After bidding farewell to the two, Dirk left hastily.

Dorothy rushed to the office window.

Watching Dirk get into the car and then disappear downstairs.

"He was actually waiting for you to speak."

Barron said.

Dorothy turned her head, pursed her lips, and said, "Dad, I know, I really like Dirk, but... but I... I'm not worthy of him anymore..."

"So you're just going to give up?"

Barron asked.

Dorothy took a deep breath.

She said, "Dad, let's handle the company's issues first. Legally speaking, I haven't divorced Draven Hayes yet. There's still a lot to deal with. Dad, you have a good rest. I'm going to hold a board meeting now..."

After she spoke.

Dorothy wiped her tears.

Rushed out quickly.

Seeing this.

Barron's heart surged with sadness.

The current situation was all his doing. If he had not underestimated Dirk initially, much of what happened later would not have transpired.

He understands his daughter.

Saying she's not worthy, yet still unable to let go inside.

Hurrying to work is just a way to let busyness dilute the sadness in her heart.

Moreover, she didn't want her father to feel too guilty.

...

Back at the hotel, Dirk Carter.

Immediately collapsed onto the bed.

His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling hollow inside for some reason.

Perhaps, it's because Dorothy ultimately didn't say what he wanted to hear?

Ding dong.

The hotel doorbell rang.

Dirk got up, walked to the door, and after opening it, Maeve Winters appeared at the entrance in casual clothes.

"Why are you here?"

Dirk asked.

Maeve pouted and said, "Forgot what you promised?"

"What did I promise?"

Dirk asked, puzzled.

Maeve walked in directly, sat down on the sofa, and smiled lightly, "What? Forgetful now? Didn't you say after I help you, you'd properly reward me? Now that you're heartbroken, your words don't count?"

"When did I say I was heartbroken? Don't speak nonsense!"

Dirk defended.

Maeve chuckled softly.

She said, "Do you think I can't see your little thoughts? Dorothy gets in trouble, and you leave Koryn City to rush back to Ronan City, using all your connections to help her solve difficulties. What, is your ship ready to dock?"

"Nonsense, if you were in trouble, I'd come back to help too."

Dirk said.

Maeve covered her mouth and laughed.

She said, "I believe that. Today, I came over, and there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it, tell me!"

Dirk poured Maeve a glass of water and said.

Maeve took a long breath.

She said, "I'm getting married."

Dirk suddenly froze, squeezing out a smile on his nosedive face.

He said, "That's good. Who's the groom?"

Maeve stared at his face, motionless, asking, "He's also in the police system, not as outstanding as you, but he's quite reliable. My parents have a good impression of him. I'm of age; if I don't get married soon, people will gossip."

"Do you like him?"

Dirk asked.

Maeve smiled and said, "Whether I like him or not, what does it matter? The person I like may not marry me. I have that much self-awareness."

For some reason.

After saying these words.

The room was filled with a sense of sadness.

He was about the same age as Maeve.

Maeve was also around thirty, indeed the age to get married.

He knew the person Maeve referred to was himself, but he indeed couldn't give her a future.

Thinking of this.

A smile appeared on his face, and he reached out his hand, saying, "Congratulations to you. I hope you'll be happy in the future."

"If I hadn't met you, life might not have been happy. Meeting you is my biggest fortune in this life."

Their hands clasped together, Maeve said, somewhat emotional.

Indeed.

If Maeve hadn't met Dirk.

She couldn't even touch a man now.

But now it's different; those issues have all been resolved by Dirk.

Their gazes met.

Sparks flew.

"When are you leaving?"

Maeve asked.

Dirk said, "Early tomorrow morning."

"Do you have plans today?"

"I don't think so."

Dirk replied.

Maeve suddenly stood up.

Extending one hand to unbutton her top, she said, "Then we can really enjoy once more. This should be your last time feeding me. This time, I must eat till I'm full..."