A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 621 - 621

"Are you saying the Houseman Family is better off following the rules or breaking them? If you break them, you haven't touched the interests of the Economic Development District. But if you follow the rules, you're trying to come in by other means. Miss Houseman, isn't that right?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Jeanette Houseman smiled confidently, leaned back on the sofa, and said, "That depends on how much Executive Carter's favor is worth, doesn't it?"

Dirk Carter pondered for a while.

He said, "It's not impossible. However, whether Elliot Douglas is transferred or not is meaningless to me. How about we change the condition? I might agree then."

These words instantly excited Jeanette Houseman.

She sat up.

She asked, "What condition? Just name it."

Dirk Carter smiled slightly and said, "How about you spend a night with me again? I still can't forget that night of passion last time. Thinking about it now, it was so enchanting and exhilarating."

"Dirk Carter, I'm talking to you about serious matters."

Jeanette Houseman said angrily.

Dirk Carter chuckled and said, "I'm serious too. In this world, what could be more legitimate than the pleasure between men and women? Besides, I want to see how much the Houseman Family can sacrifice for the sake of expanding their interests. Miss Houseman wouldn't refuse such a small request, would she?"

Her face flushed again.

Jeanette Houseman glared at Dirk Carter, pursing her lips without speaking.

After a moment of contemplation.

She asked, "If I spend a night with you, will you agree to let the Houseman capital enter the Economic Development District?"

"Of course. Miss Houseman still doesn't quite understand me. I'm not after money; I'm just a bit infatuated with beauty. If Miss Houseman can please me today, we can talk about the subsequent issues."

Dirk Carter said leisurely.

Jeanette Houseman suddenly stood up.

She said, "Fine, I agree! Shall we start?"

"Are you in such a hurry? But I'm not feeling it yet."

Dirk Carter said.

Jeanette Houseman's face turned even redder.

She asked, "What do you need to get in the mood?"

"Foreplay, understand? You look so fierce, I don't even dare to make a move. Why don't you try taking off your clothes and swaying your hips in front of me?"

"Dirk Carter! Don't go too far!"

Jeanette Houseman said through gritted teeth.

She is, after all, a distinguished lady of the Houseman Family — moreover, she came here today to threaten Dirk Carter, yet somehow, it turned into Dirk Carter having the upper hand.

Dirk Carter shrugged, smiling openly.

He said, "Well, if Miss Houseman isn't willing, I'll take my leave. I need to get some rest; I've got to clean toilets tomorrow."

After saying that.

He stood up.

Thinking the duck would fly off his plate.

Jeanette Houseman panicked.

She exclaimed, "Wait a minute, I'll take them off, is that not enough?"

Dirk Carter knew she would eventually agree.

He returned to the sofa.

Jeanette Houseman reluctantly pulled down one shoulder strap.

The dress slipped down mostly, stopped at her chest.

The image of exposed shoulders was no more than this.

Following that.

She pulled down the other shoulder strap.

The thin fabric clung to her chest, looking as if it could fall at any moment.

The flesh already mostly exposed now revealed even more.

Of course.

Jeanette Houseman's face became even redder.

The two had been intimate before, so theoretically there was no need for such shyness. Unfortunately, their last intimate encounter was under Dirk Carter's coercion, and this time, she was willingly undressing, which made it completely different.

She had lived for over thirty years.

She had always been in an untouchable role.

Many men worshiped beneath her pomegranate skirt, yet she never spared them a glance.

But this Dirk Carter had completely pinched her.

She was also asking herself, what had gone wrong?

"Keep going."

Dirk Carter said.

Jeanette Houseman steeled herself.

She tugged at her waist.

The dress fell to the ground.

The two bouncy white rabbits jumped out.

She was not wearing a bra.

Only two nipple covers clung atop her mounds.

Dirk Carter stepped forward.

Approaching her, he stretched out his hand, tearing off one of the covers.

The pink grape became visible.

He gently teased it with his fingers.

Its soft texture slowly hardened.

Then looking at Jeanette Houseman, her breathing became rapid, her expression sensuous, her whole being seemed somewhat dazed.

"Continue!"

Dirk Carter whispered from his throat.

Jeanette Houseman swayed her hips, the dress completely fell to the floor.

Her two hands instinctively covered her crotch, like a lamb awaiting slaughter, fearing what was about to happen.

But this fear was merely surface-level. According to Dirk Carter's understanding of women.

At this moment, Jeanette Houseman felt a mix of fear, expectation, and yearning.

A hand fell on her wrist.

He said, "You've undressed, why cover it? Besides, haven't I cultivated this land before?"

Jeanette Houseman's throat whimpered.

And her hand was pulled away by Dirk Carter.

A small black thong became visible, perfectly outlining the most mysterious area.

The thong's material was soft.

A shallow seam was visible down the middle.

"Lie down, it's my turn now."

Dirk Carter said.

Jeanette Houseman took a deep breath.

She lay down on the sofa.

She closed her eyes slightly, imagining what was about to happen. Instinctively, her legs opened slightly, anticipating Dirk Carter's storm-like approach.

But after waiting for a while.

The pressure she expected didn't come.

Opening her eyes again, she saw Dirk Carter was back on his previous sofa.

She felt a bit lost, sat up, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something you find unsatisfactory?"

"Jeanette Houseman, are you living a happy life?"

Dirk Carter asked out of the blue.

Jeanette Houseman was stunned.

She asked, "What do you mean?"

"I mean nothing. Before I had any contact with your kind of families, I always thought you were high above, like the Celestials hovering beyond reach. But after I've had interactions with you, I gradually discovered, whether it's the Houseman Family or the remaining Hughes and Donovan Families, while women are perceived as noble, most are gilded cages. Your bodies aren't really yours; they belong to your families. Am I right?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Jeanette Houseman caught his drift.

She said angrily, "Are you insulting me?"

Dirk Carter shook his head and said, "If I were insulting you, you'd already be beneath me gasping. Precisely because I respect you, I've spoken candidly."

"So, you never intended to touch me, you just wanted to see how far I'd go for the Houseman Family, right?"

Jeanette Houseman asked.