A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 737 737:

The image of Jeanette Houseman's sorrowful eyes suddenly came to mind.

Dirk Carter let out a long sigh and said, "It should be true then."

Arlo Yarbrough sneered and said, "Seems like this Yara Hughes isn't very smart. If she hadn't mentioned it, we wouldn't have known Jeanette Houseman made a call. Didn't she just earn goodwill for no reason?"

Dirk Carter tapped his forehead and said, "What are you thinking? Even without Jeanette Houseman's warning, they would just call it a coincidence."

Arlo Yarbrough scratched his head and said, "Then I don't get it. Clearly, earning goodwill is possible, yet they insist on handling it like this. Are these high-up people really that stupid?"

"You see, owing someone a favor is the most basic level of social interaction. What they're doing is subtly helping without drawing attention, leaving room for themselves. If it's seen as intentional, it would be an open confrontation with the Houseman Family. But if they inadvertently offered a small help, the Houseman Family can't really find fault with them, you understand?"

Dirk Carter explained.

Listening to the end.

Arlo Yarbrough was obviously a bit impatient.

He waved his hand and said, "This is too complicated, alright, I won't ask anymore, I'm going to drink."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

The wedding feast continued.

Festive and lively, with toasts exchanged.

At the hotel where Jethro Houseman stayed, his brows were furrowed.

Beside him, Vernon Houseman stood silently, looking tense.

Not only because of his father's anger but also because his son, John Houseman, had been sent to the police department, and might not come out for many years.

Not sure how long he waited.

Finally, Vernon Houseman couldn't hold it any longer.

He called out, "Dad!"

Jethro Houseman slowly raised his head and cast a disdainful glance at him.

He said, "What is it? Now you remember to call me Dad? I've told you long ago, John needs strict discipline, or there will be trouble sooner or later, but you didn't listen, insisting on keeping him by your side. Now it's proved true, isn't it?"

"Dad, I only have one child, Ajan. Whenever there's a problem with the kids of my older brothers, you never hit or scold them. You don't care about my child at all, just because I'm the third one?"

Once Vernon Houseman said this.

Jethro Houseman suddenly stood up.

"What nonsense are you speaking?"

He asked sternly.

For his son, Vernon Houseman was willing to risk everything.

He raised his neck and asked, "Am I wrong? It's Elihu who couldn't handle it here, so you sent me over. Why shouldn't Elihu be punished while Ajan must face such consequences? Do you think you're being fair?"

"Third Brother, don't say anymore."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Jeanette Houseman quickly stepped forward to mediate.

She was pushed aside by Vernon Houseman.

He barked, "And you, Dad initially sent you to Janton State, you messed things up, and I had to come and take your place. If you had handled things right, Ajan and I wouldn't have come, so you bear some responsibility too."

"Enough! Third Son! With things turning out this way today, you don't reflect on your own reasons but push all the responsibility onto others. If you keep going like this, something big will happen. Ajan's situation now is evidence. What can I do? Even if you pull him out, he will surely cause trouble again. It's better to let him stay inside for a while and reflect, which isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Jethro Houseman said.

Upon hearing this.

Vernon Houseman immediately exploded.

He let out a long breath and said, "Alright, since none of you want to save Ajan, I'll save him myself."

Just about to turn around.

Jethro Houseman shouted, "Stay put. If you pull him out now, you're only harming him."

"I'm his dad. How could I harm him? Just say directly if you don't want to save him."

Vernon Houseman replied coldly.

Then.

He quickly left.

"Dad, I'll go bring back the Third Brother."

Jeanette Houseman said.

Jethro Houseman waved his hand and said, "Forget it, bringing him back won't change anything. Notify everyone, from now on, every member of the Houseman Family should cut all contact with the Third Brother."

"Dad, the Third Brother is usually steady in his actions, shouldn't cause any trouble."

Jeanette Houseman still tried to vouch for Vernon Houseman.

Jethro Houseman gave her a glare.

He said, "When I tell you to go, you just go."

"Alright."

Jeanette Houseman said reluctantly.

Upon leaving the room and closing the door.

Jeanette Houseman saw Jethro Houseman's grim expression, looking as if he had suddenly aged.

At midnight that day.

Inside the detention room of the Criminal Police Division at the Rexton City Police Department.

John Houseman was curled up on the ground.

His whole body was in a daze.

A police officer and an assistant officer were sitting inside, surveilling him 24/7.

Besides this, there was a surveillance camera overhead.

Under such conditions, John Houseman was unable to escape.

Suddenly, there was a snapping sound.

The lights went out in the detention room, plunging it into darkness.

The police officer frowned and mumbled, "Why's there a blackout? I'll go check, you keep an eye."

"Alright."

The assistant officer replied.

The police officer got up, opened the iron door of the detention room, and just walked out, when he heard a thud.

"What happened?"

The assistant officer rose in panic.

Just as he was about to walk to the door, he saw a shadow approaching him.

Completely unexpected for such a situation to happen within the police department, he had no defenses at all.

He only felt a powerful electric current running through his body.

He twitched once.

And lay on the ground, unable to move.

Before passing out.

He vaguely saw a shadow open the detention room door and take John Houseman out from inside.

Before leaving.

John Houseman came over to him.

Kicked him once, and then left angrily.

The entire police department building was in chaos due to the power outage.

The person who took John Houseman was obviously very familiar with the inside, moving about swiftly, directly leading him to the back door of the police department.

Once the door was opened.

A car key was stuffed into his hand.

Pointing to the car under the tree shade in the distance, the person said, "You drive that car, now head to the tin house by the riverside dock, someone will arrange for you to board a ship later, and then cross the border."

"Got it, got it, you're so naggy."

John Houseman complained.

Just about to swagger out.

The person who saved him grabbed his arm and said, "Your dad asked me to remind you not to cause trouble on the way."

John Houseman didn't even acknowledge, just left directly.

Once the car was started, the back door was closed again.

Soon after, power was restored to the police department building.

The situation in the detention room was discovered by the surveillance room, and alarms were sounded…

Meanwhile.

Dirk Carter had just finished the bridal chamber commotion.

Friends and relatives had left.

Inside the bridal chamber, only Dirk Carter and Dorothy Zechariah remained.

"You look so beautiful today."

Looking at Dorothy, who was dainty in front of him.

Dirk Carter said with some emotion.

Dorothy Zechariah's face blushed with a smile, she teasingly asked, "Is that to say, I wasn't beautiful before?"