A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 628 628

"Old man, your demands for happiness are truly low."

Dorothy Zechariah sighed.

The old man laughed heartily and said, "Youngster, it's not that my demands are low, but that yours are high. Sometimes, when you lower your demands, life becomes joyful."

As they talked.

The waiter had already brought out the noodles.

Dirk Carter said, "Old man, you enjoy your meal, we'll be heading off now."

Just as they prepared to leave.

The old man said, "No rush, no rush. After I finish eating, I need to go to Dragon's Arch Bridge. It's inconvenient to get there by bus; can you drive me?"

Quite direct indeed.

Dragon's Arch Bridge is at least half an hour's drive from where they were eating.

Dirk Carter was about to politely decline.

Dorothy Zechariah grasped his hand and said, "Alright, old man, take your time eating, and after we're done, we'll drive you."

Then, she said to Dirk Carter, "You're not starting work until three in the afternoon, there's still time."

Dirk Carter saw Dorothy Zechariah's kindness.

And didn't refuse.

Sitting obediently down.

They ate for about fifteen minutes.

The old man appeared thoroughly satisfied.

He wiped his mouth with his hand and said, "Let's go."

Dorothy Zechariah's car was a business vehicle driven by a dedicated chauffeur.

The old man was not shy and chose the most comfortable seat as the car began moving, he began napping.

With thunderous snoring, they persisted for half an hour before finally reaching Dragon's Arch Bridge.

Dorothy Zechariah and Dirk Carter dropped him off, and asked if he needed further assistance. The old man chuckled and said, "I don't have any money left. Can you spare me some?"

Dorothy Zechariah promptly pulled out five hundred yuan and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

Saying, "Sir, here you go."

"I'll take this money, but I may not be able to repay you."

The old man said.

Dorothy Zechariah waved her hand and said, "No need to repay. Listening to your life philosophies today is worth more than this five hundred yuan."

"Hehe, youngster, you sure know how to speak; I like it. Let's say goodbye until we meet again."

After saying this.

The old man swaggered away.

The two returned to the car.

Dirk Carter asked puzzled, "Dorothy, why do I feel you're so diligent toward this old man?"

"Don't you think the old man has an extraordinary presence?"

Dorothy Zechariah asked.

Dirk Carter pondered for a while, then said, "What extraordinary presence? I didn't see it."

Dorothy Zechariah chuckled and said, "I just have this feeling; it's just a small favor, maybe it will come in handy someday."

Before Dirk Carter could reply.

His phone suddenly rang.

He looked at the number; it was Lynn Thorne, Aziel Grant's fiancée.

"Lynn, what's wrong?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Lynn Thorne replied tearfully, "Dirk, where are you? Please come back quickly; the child has a fever."

Upon hearing this.

Dirk Carter froze for a moment.

Saying, "Lynn, don't worry. I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

After speaking.

He hung up the phone and promptly got in the car.

Dorothy Zechariah heard it too.

She was equally anxious and urged the driver to start the car.

No concern for speed limits, the driver raced at top speed to get Dirk Carter and Dorothy Zechariah to the previously arranged residential complex. When the car stopped, Lynn Thorne was already at the door holding the child.

Dorothy Zechariah took the child from her, not bothering to greet Lynn Thorne.

Rushing to the emergency department at Koryn City First People's Hospital.

The doctor also found the situation very serious and carried the child into the emergency room.

Dirk Carter and Dorothy Zechariah couldn't enter, so they were left waiting anxiously outside.

After all, she's the mother.

Dorothy Zechariah couldn't hold back and began crying and lamenting, blaming herself for failing to take good care of the child.

Dirk Carter felt a pang of heartbreak seeing this.

So he held Dorothy Zechariah in his embrace to comfort her.

In the quiet corridor.

Dorothy Zechariah's sobs echoed.

Just then, the door of the hospital room next to the emergency room suddenly opened.

A young man wearing a vest with many pockets stepped out, glanced around, and fixed his gaze on Dorothy Zechariah and Dirk Carter, shouting, "You two, keep quiet, we're shooting a film in here."

Dirk Carter focused his eyes on the situation.

Inside the hospital room, indeed, a lot of people had gathered.

And the cameras were perfectly set up.

A woman with elaborate makeup was sitting on the bed, seemingly an actress.

"What do you mean? This is a hospital, can't we cry?"

Dirk Carter retorted.

The young man shot a glance at Dirk Carter and said, "Go cry outside. How can we continue our film with your crying here?"

Dirk Carter patted Dorothy Zechariah's back and stood up.

Saying, "I don't get your point. Our child is in emergency care. Is it wrong for a mother to cry? Who said hospitals shouldn't have crying?"

"How unreasonable can you be? I said go cry outside. This isn't a place for your tears. If your crying disrupts our filming, can you afford to compensate?"

The young man rebutted.

Dirk Carter hadn't yet spoken.

A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses swaggered out.

Demanding imperiously, "What's going on? Can't even handle such a small matter now?"

The young man immediately nodded and bowed, pointing toward Dirk Carter, saying, "Two troublemakers, just crying non-stop, ignoring our words."

When the man in sunglasses appeared.

Dirk Carter already knew who he was.

This man was Cortezian Ulrich.

A nationally renowned director.

Also the chief director of the "Great Prosperity" film crew.

It seemed they were doing location shoots at the hospital today.

Cortezian Ulrich naturally didn't recognize Dirk Carter.

He frowned at Dirk Carter and said, "I don't care if someone is sick or if there's been a death, just shut your mouths. If you delay our filming schedule, you'll be in big trouble."

"What did you say? Apologize to us!"

Dirk Carter was already furious.

Hearing this.

Dorothy Zechariah couldn't hold it in either, standing up and pointing at Cortezian Ulrich, she reproached.

After all, Cortezian Ulrich's words were excessively offensive.

What mother could tolerate such words?

"Hehe, apologize? Apologize for what? You think it's just some rescue; we're filming over here. Don't you understand which is more important? Leave immediately; otherwise, I'll have someone throw you out!"

Cortezian Ulrich said with an air of superiority.

His company, Lanfar Media, was the film's backer.

Logically, Dirk Carter should have cooperated.

But Cortezian Ulrich was not only unrefined but also excessively arrogant, regardless of who he was, Dirk Carter would not tolerate him.

He stepped forward.

Sternly saying, "You must apologize!"

"Apologize to your mother. Little White, call some people out here and get them out!"

Cortezian Ulrich commanded.

The young man from before.

Immediately yelled inside the room.

Four young men rushed out, heading straight for Dirk Carter...