Chapter 1089 - 1089

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm fine, see, I'm much better now."

After finishing, Dirk Carter even deliberately shook his injured arm.

A sharp pain immediately surged through him.

But Dirk Carter still pretended to look calm.

He did this just to prevent Megan Goodman from feeling guilty.

Dirk Carter's facade really did deceive her.

Megan Goodman's worries eased a lot.

She got off the bed and playfully scolded, "Why push yourself so hard?"

"Isn't it because I figured I don't have to work, so I can come to the hospital and keep you company?"

Dirk Carter joked.

Megan Goodman felt warm inside, shyly said, "Annoying, who wants you to accompany them?"

Though she said that.

Dirk Carter knew that Megan Goodman's psychological trauma couldn't be healed in a short time.

When Heath Woods came just now, he asked about Megan Goodman's condition, and he said that when Dirk was unconscious from surgery these past two days, Megan hadn't slept at all, curling herself up in a corner at night, refusing to let anyone touch her, even doctors and nurses, but Dirk was the only one allowed near her.

In other words, she could only find a sense of security with Dirk Carter.

He lay in the hospital bed for another three days.

During these three days, hearing the news that Dirk Carter had woken up.

Leaders from the Municipal Government kept visiting one after another.

Making it so that Dirk had no energy to rest well.

At night, Megan Goodman would crawl into his bed to sleep, which also disturbed Dirk's rest.

Unable to stand it any longer, Dirk Carter forcibly processed the discharge procedures.

Of course, upon hearing he was getting discharged, Megan Goodman followed suit.

At the same time Dirk Carter was discharged.

In front of the Silverwood City Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection's education base entrance, which is also the entrance to the Supreme Disciplinary Committee Inspection Group's base.

A car was parked.

A man and a woman were anxiously peering inside.

The man was Brynn Quincy, the woman was his mother, Hannah Jacobson.

Early this morning, they received a call from the inspection group, notifying them that at ten in the morning, Lane Quincy would be released from the inspection group.

Upon hearing this news, the mother and son had been waiting there since the early morning.

Around ten o'clock.

Accompanied by two Disciplinary Committee officials, the somewhat disheveled Lane Quincy finally walked out the door.

Seeing this, Hannah Jacobson.

Hurried towards him, taking large strides.

"Old Quincy, you're finally out, you're finally out, I was so worried all this time..."

Hannah Jacobson said tearfully.

"Alright, stop with the crying, I'm fine now, let's go home!"

After saying that.

Lane Quincy got into the car.

Although he had regained his freedom.

Lane Quincy wasn't in a good mood.

After all, he had interacted with Farrell Lowell, and it was he who had Farrell Lowell go after Dirk Carter.

So, his future career path was still uncertain.

After returning home, Lane Quincy took a shower, shaved, tidied himself up, then called Brynn Quincy and his mother over, asking, "While I was in there, who did you seek help from?"

Hannah Jacobson recounted everything that happened after Lane Quincy was arrested in detail.

They had sought help from many people.

Including Colter Hall, as well as some provincial leaders he usually was close with, but they were all indifferent, not a single one lent a helping hand.

Only Dirk Carter promised to help them.

In fact, it was because of Dirk Carter that Lane Quincy avoided prison.

After listening to the entire process.

Lane Quincy let out a long sigh.

He said despondently, "I really didn't expect, in the most perilous times, that it would be my arch-enemy who helped me."

"Old Quincy, you can't think like that, if it wasn't for Dirk Carter, our family wouldn't be like this, so, the culprit is still him, now that you're back, you don't need to worry, I've already talked to Mayor Hall a few days ago, and he said he'd help you get reinstated, but you might have to face some disciplinary actions, as long as we can keep your current position, that's what matters."

Hannah Jacobson said.

Upon hearing this.

Lane Quincy was momentarily stunned.

Asked, "You went to Colter Hall? He didn't want to help before, why does he want to help now?"

Upon hearing this.

Hannah Jacobson looked proudly at Brynn Quincy and said, "We have to commend our Brynn for this."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Lane Quincy inquired.

Brynn Quincy, with some pride, took out an envelope from the cabinet, opened it, inside were two photographs, he handed the photos to Lane Quincy, saying, "Dad, take a look."

Lane Quincy took the photos.

He was immediately stunned.

The first photo showed Dirk Carter lying on a hospital bed, holding a woman as they slept.

The next photo.

Displayed a young and beautiful woman clinging to Dirk Carter's arm, resting her head on him, during a walk in the hospital.

"What's this all about?"

Lane Quincy asked puzzledly.

Brynn Quincy, full of gestures, said, "Dad, a while ago, Dirk Carter got injured capturing Astrid Giles. I thought since you hadn't arrived yet, I'd bring some things to visit him. When I got to the hospital, I saw Dirk Carter walking intimately with a woman, and the second photo you hold is what I shot at the time."

"This woman was the one Astrid Giles kidnapped at the time. I inquired a bit, during the hospital stay, the two of them were sharing a single bed. That's when I realized an opportunity arose, so I bribed a nurse inside to take the first photo you have."

Lane Quincy continued to ask, "What are you planning to do with these photos?"

Hannah Jacobson chimed in from the side, "Old Quincy, have you gone muddle-headed? Isn't Dirk Carter already married? Yet during his hospital stay, he's openly being intimate with another woman, doesn't this show he has a personal conduct problem? I know Mayor Hall wanted to take down Dirk Carter, so we plan to send him the photos, and sure enough, one call later, Mayor Hall agreed to help you, hasn't Brynn done a great job with this?"

Likewise.

Just like Brynn Quincy.

As Hannah Jacobson spoke, her spittle flew everywhere.

That expression, don't even mention how pleased she looked.

With a tearing sound.

While the two were submerged in their self-satisfaction unable to extricate themselves.

Lane Quincy directly tore the two photos apart.

"Old Quincy, what are you doing?"

Hannah Jacobson asked in shock and dismay.

Lane Quincy said, "These two photos are not to be given to Colter Hall, from today onwards, no matter what my outcome is in the future, do not create trouble for Dirk Carter, have you two remembered?"

Having said that, decisively got up and went into the bedroom.

"Mom, what's with Dad? Such a good opportunity, just letting it go like that?"

Brynn Quincy asked, somewhat disappointed.

Hannah Jacobson's face revealed a gloomy and uncertain shadow.

She said, "Your father really is getting old and senile, isn't thinking about who caused this situation, kneeling in front of Dirk Carter, we have to regain our dignity…"