"He's Garrison Sumrs, the only son of Brett Sumrs."
A familiar voice suddenly ca from behind.
Turning around, it was indeed Britt Ford.
"Brett Sumrs is a notorious womanizer. He loves the nickna The Photosynthesis King, so he modeled himself after an emperor, creating a harem with countless won. Like father, like son, Garrison Sumrs is the sa, having been with an innurable amount of won, earning him the moniker 'The Crown Prince' in Helios County."
Dirk Carter nodded.
He asked in confusion, "Why does Brett Sumrs look so young? Standing next to Garrison, I thought they were brothers."
Britt Ford shook her head.
She said, "It's said that Brett Sumrs maintains himself very well; how exactly, I don't know."
As they spoke,
a Passat stopped behind the Rolls-Royce.
It was the second car of The County Committee.
Jabez Shaw's official vehicle.
After getting out of the car,
the three gathered together.
Dirk Carter patted Britt Ford on the shoulder and said, "Alright, ti for to make my appearance."
Britt Ford gave him an encouraging look.
She coyly said, "If you really accomplish what you promised, Britt and I will both accompany you..."
Dirk Carter smiled slightly, then stepped out from the crowd and walked toward the entrance.
The three were still chatting.
From a distance, Jabez Shaw saw Dirk Carter.
He imdiately walked over with a cheerful smile.
"Secretary General Carter, you've arrived?"
"I'm not late, am I?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Jabez Shaw shook his head and, pulling him along, brought him in front of Brett Sumrs and Garrison Sumrs, saying, "Secretary General Carter, let introduce you. This is the Chairman of The Zenith Group, Brett Sumrs, and this is the young master of the Sumrs family, now also a director and CEO of The Zenith Group, Garrison Sumrs."
"Chairman Sumrs, this is the new Secretary General of Helios County, Dirk Carter."
After the introductions,
Dirk Carter extended his hand and said, "Chairman Sumrs, nice to et you. You look very young."
"Hahaha, I only look young. Secretary General Carter, you're truly the young one here; pleased to et you."
Brett Sumrs replied heartily.
He also shook hands with Garrison Sumrs.
The group prepared to enter the nightclub entrance.
Just at that mont, a waiter hurried out.
He ran up to Brett Sumrs.
Whispered a few words in his ear.
Brett Sumrs was taken aback.
He asked, "Where?"
"In the upstairs guest room,"
the waiter said.
Brett Sumrs showed a displeased expression.
He paused, turned to Jabez Shaw, and said, "County Mayor Shaw, sothing urgent needs handling. Can you take Secretary General Carter to the private room first?"
"Of course, of course."
Jabez Shaw promptly said.
After a brief exchange with Dirk Carter,
Brett Sumrs, accompanied by Garrison Sumrs, hastily went inside.
"Secretary General Carter, please!"
Jabez Shaw said to Dirk Carter.
The two of them had just entered the private room,
when Brett Sumrs and Garrison Sumrs arrived at the room's door.
"Open the door."
Brett Sumrs said grimly.
The waiter took out a master key card.
He swiped it to open the door.
Brett Sumrs and Garrison Sumrs entered together.
As soon as they stepped into the living room, they heard the sound of clapping for love coming from the bedroom.
Hearing this sound,
Brett Sumrs was filled with rage.
He directly pushed open the ajar door and turned on the light.
In that instant,
the entire room lit up.
The scene before them was quite explosive.
Louisa Wagner was swaying her body, legs parted, sitting astride the corpulent Darien Griffin.
Darien Griffin, with a large belly,
lay on the bed.
Startled by the sudden lights,
for a mont, he was blinded.
He thought soone with no sense had barged in and shouted, "Who the hell is it? Are you sick?"
Instinctively,
Louisa Wagner was about to curse too.
But her eyes had adjusted.
She turned her head and saw, as if electrified, her body stiffened all over.
The anger on her face dissipated in an instant, replaced by fear.
By now,
Darien Griffin had also sat up.
First, he saw Louisa Wagner atop him, then he saw Brett Sumrs standing at the door.
In that mont,
his whole body of fat quivered.
His mind went blank.
"Ah... why is it you?"
Louisa Wagner also saw Darien Griffin and scread in fright.
She got off Darien Griffin.
Grabbed the blanket to cover herself.
"Brother Sumrs... I... I didn't know what was happening, I... I drank too much... I originally..."
Darien Griffin tried to explain.
He wanted to say that he intended to sleep with Britt Ford.
But seeing Garrison Sumrs nearby,
he hesitated, not knowing how to continue.
Britt Ford was Garrison Sumrs' woman.
To even "think" about it was an unforgivable cri.
"Originally what?"
Brett Sumrs asked.
"Originally... originally... Brother Sumrs, I drank too much, I really drank too much, I don't know what happened."
Unable to explain,
he could only bla it all on alcohol.
"And you? Did you drink too much too?"
Brett Sumrs asked Louisa Wagner.
Louisa Wagner was so scared her jaw was quivering.
She couldn't very well tell Brett Sumrs she lost control because of a handso guy.
"I... I drank too much too... I... I don't know what happened."
Stuttering,
this was all Louisa Wagner could muster.
"Hmm, not bad, you don't even want to explain anymore, just too drunk, very good."
Brett Sumrs nodded.
He patted his son Garrison Sumrs on the shoulder, then turned and left.
In this situation,
it was more terrifying than death.
Darien Griffin and Louisa Wagner almost simultaneously knelt on the bed, crying and saying, "Brother Sumrs, we were wrong, we were wrong, forgive us, forgive us..."
But Brett Sumrs was already gone.
They turned to Garrison Sumrs, crying and pleading.
Garrison Sumrs, expressionless, gestured to the outside.
Five or six henchn rushed in.
He extended his hand.
A henchman placed two bags of powder into his palm.
Garrison Sumrs shook the bags in his hand and said, "Aren't you two quite fond of doing it? Then I'll fulfill your wishes. This is aphrodisiac powder for mating pigs, one bag each, swallow them all."
Having said that,
he threw the two bags of powder in front of them.
They were dumbfounded.
Swallowing these bags of powder would be disastrous.
There was more pleading and begging.
Garrison Sumrs pulled a chair, sat down, lit a cigarette.
He slowly said, "Two choices, one, swallow the powder, do whatever you want, I'll just watch; two, if you don't want to swallow, that's fine too, I'll hand you over to Hawkeye, which you'll find is much worse than being handled by ."
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