Chapter 1070 - 1070

Additionally, there were some others like Channing Langdon and Yates Grant, who felt that Dirk Carter's orders were too nonsensical. So after the first group left, they also got up and departed.

In the end, only Erastus Hamilton and Athena Meyer remained in the conference room.

Dirk Carter wasn't surprised Athena Meyer stayed, since she was already on his side.

However, his expectation was completely overturned by Erastus Hamilton choosing to stay.

"Secretary Hamilton..."

For some reason, Dirk Carter suddenly choked up.

Erastus Hamilton waved a hand, saying, "Secretary General Carter, don't start with the emotional stuff. I'm retiring soon, so if something really happens, I'm not afraid. Anyway, you've got it covered. Alright, let's not waste any more time. Go ahead, what's the plan?"

Dirk Carter nodded slightly.

He said, "Let me allocate the tasks, the first supervision group, which is my group, will be directed by me personally. Secretary Hamilton, your team will start retracing Megan Goodman's activities to try and pinpoint her disappearance location."

"Okay, I'll head out immediately!"

Having said that.

Erastus Hamilton stood up and left.

Next.

Dirk Carter turned to Athena Meyer and said, "Athena, your group, starting today, will conduct 24-hour surveillance on Astrid Giles. Monitor every place she goes, and every place those around her go."

Athena Meyer suddenly froze.

Taking a deep breath, she said, "Secretary General Carter, monitoring a member of the municipal party committee requires approval from the State Commission for Discipline Inspection."

"Can't bother with that now. I said, if anything happens, I'll take responsibility, and it's not related to you."

"I'm not afraid of trouble, it's just..."

Athena Meyer wanted to argue a bit more.

But halfway through her words, she stopped.

Nodding, she said, "Alright, we'll do as you say. I'll go assign the tasks now."

After saying this, she too stood up and left.

Everyone went out to work.

Dirk Carter knew that without the help of the public security department, trying to find one person among seven million in Silverwood City was no doubt like finding a needle in a haystack. So tonight, he needed to find someone for assistance.

That night.

Around 9 p.m.

Freshly done with her duties, Astrid Giles dragged her weary self home.

She slowly walked into the bathroom, first took a shower, and then, as usual, snuggled on the sofa watching the news. When she saw that it was around 10 p.m., she finally stood up and opened the bedroom door.

At the time.

Megan Goodman was drowsy on the bed.

Upon hearing the door open, she started and sat up quickly.

Instinctively, she covered her chest with her hand.

After Astrid Giles entered, she checked the chains shackling Megan's feet, noticing that the skin on her ankle was rubbed raw, she seemed to understand.

As she neared the bed.

Megan Goodman shrank back in fright, but due to the chains, she couldn't move far.

Astrid Giles sat down on the edge of the bed.

She stared at Megan Goodman's exquisite face for a while.

Then said, "Today, Dirk Carter came to my office looking for you."

Upon hearing that, Megan Goodman flinched and said sorrowfully, "Sister, please let me go, won't you? Let me go, and I promise I won't alert the authorities or hold you accountable in any way. I just want to leave here..."

Astrid Giles chuckled malevolently.

She said, "Today I got some grief from Dirk Carter, and it feels really unpleasant, I need to vent a bit."

Megan Goodman froze.

Catching a whiff of danger.

She watched as Astrid Giles stood up.

Opened the wardrobe, fiddled around inside for a while, then took out a whip.

That's right, it was indeed a whip.

She first felt it in her hands.

Then stood before Megan Goodman, her previously calm visage suddenly turned vicious.

Before Megan Goodman could start begging for mercy.

Astrid Giles raised the whip, swinging it down onto Megan Goodman's tender body.

Smack—

One time, two times, three times…

With each lash, Megan Goodman writhed in pain across the bed, burning agony spread across her body, leaving crimson welts on her fair skin.

At first, she had the strength to scream.

But gradually, she lost all her strength.

By the time Astrid Giles was done venting, Megan Goodman could do nothing but breathe.

Only then did Astrid Giles drop the whip and started to stroke the welts on Megan Goodman's body, as before, these vivid marks satisfied her greatly.

Then.

Just like last night.

She pulled a syringe out of a drawer and injected Megan Goodman.

With that shot, Megan Goodman soon drifted into sleep.

Seeming as if she had accomplished something incredibly satisfying.

Only then did Astrid Giles strip naked and lie down beside Megan Goodman, peacefully hugging her to sleep.

Meanwhile.

In a small room in Coffin Alley in Silverwood City's Uptown District.

A man and a woman were tumbling on the bed.

The woman was very young and very beautiful.

The man looked about thirty, displaying a frenzied state, his hands exploring the woman's body continually.

In this entangled process.

The man and woman's clothes were torn away.

As her two plump white breasts were exposed, the man immediately leaned over and bit down.

Lip caressing tongue teasing, as if savoring a delicious ice cream.

"You rascal, take it easy, what's the rush?"

The woman said plaintively.

The man busily continuing, said, "I can't slow down, your breasts are too gorgeous, I'm dying to swallow them whole."

Though the woman's throat cooperatively let out soft moans, her eyes kept darting to a bulging handbag at the bedside.

Just at that moment.

The man couldn't hold back anymore.

He spread her legs aside.

He stretched her long legs apart and prepared himself for a deep advance.

Seeing that, the woman quickly said, "I haven't taken a shower yet, wait a sec, let me shower first…"

"No need for a shower, I can't hold it anymore…"

At this point, the man was desperate for action, unable to tolerate any delay for a shower.

But the woman insisted, saying, "If you keep this up, I'm going to get upset."

At this, the man immediately softened.

Sliding off her, he said anxiously, "Then hurry, I'll wait for you."

"Rascal, no self-control at all, I'm going to shower, you wait!"

After this speech, the woman got off the bed and slipped into the bathroom.

First she turned on the faucet, waiting for the sound of splashing water, she quickly fished her phone out of her clothes, typed a brief message, and sent it.

The message was short: "All set, clean up!"

After watching the message get sent.

The woman swiftly tucked the phone away again.

Standing under the running water, she began to meticulously wash.

Every spot the man touched was scrubbed with shower gel thoroughly.

Especially her breasts which the man had gnawed on, she scrubbed with vigor.