A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 733 - 733

Seeing Arlo Yarbrough's agitation.

John Houseman put on a look of horror.

He covered his face with his hand.

Said, "Secretary General Carter, this subordinate of yours is so irritable, won't he hit anyone? Oh, oh, oh, I'm really scared."

Dirk Carter paused, and waved to Aziel Grant.

Aziel Grant took a bottle of red wine and two glasses, opened it, and poured a glass for each.

Dirk Carter handed a glass to John Houseman, while he raised the other one himself.

Said, "Master John, the people below don't know the rules, I apologize to you."

After saying this.

He drank the wine in one gulp.

Apologizing actively?

This scene made John Houseman feel very satisfied.

He laughed and also finished his glass of wine.

Aziel Grant took the empty glasses from them.

John Houseman wiped his mouth.

Spoke proudly, "Secretary General Carter is the understanding one, since it's like this, I should show some gratitude too."

After saying this.

Snapped his fingers.

Adiel placed a black box on the table beside him.

John Houseman patted the box with his hand.

Said, "Secretary General Carter, today is your big day, since we're drinking, we have to prepare some gifts, a small token, I hope Secretary General Carter doesn't mind."

After saying this.

A click sound.

He opened the box.

The people close by naturally saw the contents of the box and exclaimed in surprise.

John Houseman took out a set of clothes from inside and opened them in front of everyone.

At that moment.

Dirk Carter's face fell.

Others also followed, feeling indignant.

Because what John Houseman was holding was a set of erotic lingerie.

Looked like a normal off-white silk nightgown, but the style was rather sizzling.

Especially with the included thong.

The middle was actually split.

John Houseman waved it triumphantly.

Said, "Secretary General Carter, this gift, you must really like it, when worn on your wife, it must look great, I'm a bit looking forward to it."

These words, coupled with his lewd expression.

Anyone could see that John Houseman was fantasizing and provoking intentionally.

Then.

John Houseman took out a toy "gun barrel" for female use from the box.

Once this item was taken out.

Barron Zechariah wanted to rush over.

But was stopped by Dirk Carter.

"Whether it's too big or small, Madam, when Secretary General Carter is not home in the future, you can use it alone. It's said this thing is powerful, can even make you fly, if, I mean if... Madam doesn't like these fake ones, feel free to call me anytime, I can serve Madam anytime, for we consider knowing Secretary General Carter, right... hahaha..."

His mocking laughter.

Caused his followers to laugh along.

Just when he was arrogantly overstepping.

Suddenly.

A slap.

Landed on his face.

This slap was extremely forceful.

John Houseman staggered a few steps back, and only stood firm with Adiel's help.

"Good, well done!"

"This kind of person deserves a beating!"

"..."

Immediately, cheers erupted.

"Who the hell hit me? Stand up!"

John Houseman steadied himself and shouted at the crowd.

At this moment, Caleb Ford stepped forward.

Said, "I hit you."

"You bloody dare to hit me, what are you, guys, get him!"

John Houseman came here intending to disrupt, wanting to ruin Dirk Carter's wedding.

This slap gave him a reason to act.

At his order.

The other five prepared to charge at Caleb Ford.

Just at that moment.

From the door came the sound of footsteps.

John Houseman turned his head, his body stiffened.

A row of people in white shirts, at least thirty or forty, rushed in, surrounding them.

Caleb Ford waved his hand.

Said, "Drag these guys out. If it weren't for my good mood today, you few would have broken arms and legs."

Caleb Ford saying such things was definitely not empty threats.

But just then.

A strong voice resounded, "That's quite a mouth you have! Looks like Secretary General Carter only mingles with lowlifes, Mr. Carter, your next role as Secretary General is certainly challenging."

Everyone looked towards the voice.

A middle-aged man walked in with his hands behind his back.

It was Vernon Houseman.

Beside him was a man in an administrative jacket, the newly appointed Secretary General of Janton State, Randle Carter.

Behind them.

Followed the Deputy Director of the Rhovan Provincial Police Department, Armand Crawford, in plain clothes.

It must be said.

These three were heavyweight figures.

Seeing Vernon Houseman's arrival.

John Houseman suddenly became excited.

He rushed to Vernon Houseman excitedly, calling, "Dad..."

Vernon Houseman glared at John Houseman.

Clearly angry about him not returning to Argentum.

But now the situation had escalated to this stage, scolding his son made no sense.

Caleb Ford heard these words and was also burning with rage.

Just about to retort.

Dirk Carter held onto Caleb Ford's arm, quietly introducing the three people's identities.

Commoners don't fight officials.

This was an understood principle.

No matter how formidable Caleb Ford was, he had to be cautious before the Provincial Secretary General.

"Secretary Houseman, Secretary Carter, Director Crawford, looks like my wedding today is indeed distinguished, having three leaders appear, welcome, welcome."

Dirk Carter said softly.

Vernon Houseman laughed heartily.

Said, "Secretary General Carter is the pillar of our Rexton City, we happened to be dining upstairs, heard you're having a wedding downstairs, so I thought to come by and offer two sentences of blessing, didn't expect Secretary General Carter started bullying ordinary folks, now I'm at a loss."

Saying this.

Vernon Houseman felt quite pleased.

He considered himself the most imposing among those present.

Completely exhibiting an arrogant demeanor.

"The Houseman, what kind of talk is this? What do you mean Dirk Carter bullied ordinary folks? Your son isn't any ordinary person, he's bloody a scoundrel! Doesn't the saying 'it's a father's fault if the child is uneducated' make sense to you?"

The voice came from the back of the crowd.

Vernon Houseman hadn't seen the person.

Raised his eyebrow.

Asked unfriendly, "Who's speaking nonsense here?"

The crowd parted to reveal a path.

Yale Quill confidently walked out with Alphonso Forrest and Gage Nolan.

Seeing Yale Quill.

Vernon Houseman was stunned.

Seeing Alphonso Forrest, both Randle Carter and Armand Crawford were also stunned.

No need to say Yale Quill's position, a military bigwig, his reputation far-reaching.

Alphonso Forrest's status in Janton State was also unparalleled, which official there isn't aware of him?

"You three old bastards, do you know how to speak? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up."

John Houseman didn't recognize them.

He rolled up his sleeves, ready to charge.

Dirk Carter suddenly blocked his way, coldly saying, "Master John, before acting, measure if you have the capacity. If you dare, I'll shatter you!"