A Bumpy Road to Power Chapter 183: The Price of Youth

Dirk Carter realized he may have touched on a sensitive topic.

He quickly changed the subject and asked, "Boss, shall we get started?"

Charlotte Ray pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down, I'll get you sothing to drink, coffee or tea?"

"Uh... tea, please."

Dirk said.

Charlotte walked into the kitchen and began to busy herself.

Dirk felt a bit regretful.

He was helpless, having already asked the question, and couldn't take it back. Taking advantage of this mont, he surveyed the décor of the house. Overall, the house was well decorated and quite spacious, indicating that a considerable amount of money had been spent on it.

At this ti.

Charlotte erged with the tea.

She placed it in front of Dirk.

While she picked up a cup of coffee and sipped it elegantly.

"There are so stories I can't tell anyone, but since you're my private doctor, I think I can tell you. It might also be good for my condition."

After a pause, Charlotte put down her coffee cup and said.

Dirk was taken aback.

Just as he was about to say that if it was inconvenient, she didn't have to share it.

Charlotte had already started to narrate it slowly.

Her gaze beca sowhat unfocused.

As if she had fallen into so kind of mory.

The story began more than twenty years ago, when Charlotte was eighteen and was admitted to the best university in the provincial capital.

At this age, one should be enjoying their youth freely.

Finding a peer to have a passionate romance with.

But Charlotte was different; she fell in love with her ntor.

The ntor was sixteen years older than her, but for so reason, she fell hopelessly in love with him.

Very quickly.

The two of them crossed moral boundaries and got together.

Of course, at that ti the ntor was already 34, a married man, and Charlotte's identity had to remain hidden, rely becoming his secret lover.

When she was 19.

She gave birth to a daughter.

As a result, she took a whole year off from school.

The ntor rented an apartnt for her to facilitate her delivery, and processed her leave from school. Just like that, the youthful Charlotte beca a mother on her own.

"Why did you have the child? You could have chosen not to."

Dirk interrupted her and asked.

Charlotte gave a bitter smile and said, "At that ti, it was as if I was possessed, the child could certainly not have been born, but I just wanted to have his child. It was my insistence that kept the child."

Since she needed to study.

After the child was born, the ntor hired a nanny to help with the care.

Charlotte, without anyone knowing, resud her identity as a student.

After graduating from university.

She was assigned to work in a provincial agency for a while, then in the provincial capital's agency for another period, and eventually, with the ntor's manipulation and help, entered Ardmore City to beco the Deputy Mayor.

Upon hearing this.

Dirk's heart skipped a beat.

Even though Charlotte was speaking lightly.

But for a university ntor to directly arrange for her to work in a provincial agency, and eventually place her in Ardmore City as Deputy Mayor, it indicated that this person must have powerful connections.

Seeing Dirk frowning.

Charlotte said, "I know you're curious about his identity, sorry, I can't tell you that. What I can tell you is, even before I graduated, he had already started his political career and now he's soone with a lot of influence."

Dirk suddenly thought of his conversation with Charlotte the day before.

Her sexual life averaged once a month or even longer intervals, which could now be explained.

After all, important people are busy.

At this point.

She seed sowhat sad.

She took a deep breath and said, "I've been with him for over twenty years, bore him a daughter, yet my status is unofficial. I don't have any big desires now; I just hope my daughter grows up well, doesn't repeat the path I took... but alas..."

Saying this.

She sighed.

"As for Christina Ray..."

Just as Dirk was about to ask.

Charlotte waved her hand, interrupting him, and said, "Alright, I don't want to talk about it anymore. Whether it's Christina's matters or my past, I hope you can keep it confidential for . Nobody at work knows about my daughter, and also, my public identity is single, do you understand?"

"I understand."

Dirk nodded and said.

Throughout the conversation, Charlotte spoke very lightly, as if discussing so gossip.

However, Dirk knew that over these two decades, Charlotte had in fact lived a very difficult life.

Even though on the surface she had a radiance that other won never had, only she knew the loneliness in her heart.

For over twenty years, being a "mistress" to so important person, summoned and dismissed at will, unable to show her face, unable to reveal her identity, even being unmarried at forty; perhaps this was the cost of achieving today.

No wonder she cares so much about her appearance.

Worried about reaching nopause early.

It wasn't simply because of vanity.

Keeping the attraction for that big boss was probably also a very important reason.

"Alright, let show you your room."

Charlotte sighed again, stood up, pushed open a door, and before their eyes was a spacious, clean bedroom.

"This is the guest room; the bedsheet and duvet are new, never been used. When you have ti, you can put them under the sun. As for other living supplies, you would need to prepare them yourself, but other facilities are in good condition, you're free to use them."

Charlotte said.

Dirk nodded.

And said, "Thank you, ma'am, I'll stay for a while first, and then move out when I'm settled."

Charlotte smiled and said, "It's fine, my daughter only cos ho during winter and sumr vacations. Even if she cos back, you being just a tenant won't be an issue. You're welco to stay as long as you feel comfortable."

"Alright, ma'am." Dirk replied.

Charlotte asked, "Before the treatnt, do I need to prepare anything?"

Dirk thought for a mont, then glanced over at Charlotte and said, "You should take a shower first, then put on sothing more comfortable, pajamas would be fine."

"Okay, then you go prepare as well, I'll be right back."

Saying this.

Charlotte turned and went out.

Realistically, Dirk hadn't changed clothes for a few days as well.

So he also went to the en-suite bathroom, took a shower, and changed into pajamas.

When he opened the door to co out, Charlotte was already waiting in the bedroom.

With just a glance.

Dirk's eyes nearly popped out.

Charlotte stood before him, wearing a thin silk slip dress.

Bright red.

Softly draping over her body.

Being a spaghetti strap dress, it had a high neckline, revealing a clear yet endless cleavage.

The hem of the dress was very short, almost reaching the upper thigh, as if a slight move could expose everything beneath.

Dirk! This woman is your superior, and moreover, she is the mistress of a major leader; you mustn't entertain improper thoughts.

Dirk warned himself.

Then swallowed hard and said, "Ma'am, like this, let first do a preliminary check and then devise a treatnt plan. Does that sound alright to you?"

"Sure, what do you need to examine?" Charlotte asked.

Dirk paused, a bit embarrassed, "I'd like to first assess the condition of your... your pubic hair loss, to judge the status."

"Alright, no problem."

Starting with a private area inspection.

Dirk thought Charlotte would be quite resistant.

To his surprise, she agreed outright.

Her gaze fell onto a chair in the bedroom. She then sat down on it, lifted her dress a bit, and parted her legs onto the armrests of the chair.

Dirk, as a doctor, ended up montarily stunned.