This remark made the intention clear.

Mina Quincy stood up.

Today, she was wearing a casual, tight-fitting blazer.

Beneath the blazer was a body-hugging dress.

Her fingers moved at her waist, and the blazer's only button came undone.

Even though Freya Bates remained expressionless, the look in her eyes started to heat up.

The blazer came off.

Revealing the fitted dress beneath.

It's true that the rich have a unique eye for things.

Mina Quincy's figure was flawless.

Two straps slipped down her shoulders.

Mina Quincy twisted her body, sliding the dress up to her waist.

At that moment, her upper body was exposed in front of Freya Bates.

Wrapped in a strapless black bra.

Two rounded mounts were half-exposed.

Freya Bates took a sharp breath; to be honest, he'd never seen such full bosoms before.

Her flat stomach, without a trace of excess flesh, was tempting to touch.

And it wasn't over yet.

When the sexy bra was removed.

Two bountiful mounds bounced free, quivering and inviting hands to reach out.

Freya Bates's composure finally shattered at that moment.

He stood up involuntarily.

Walked over to Mina Quincy, his hands trembling, throat swallowing continuously, clearly his desire was ignited.

"Do you want to touch?"

Mina Quincy pouted and asked teasingly.

Freya Bates nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, of course, I do."

"Then go ahead, see if it feels good."

As Mina Quincy finished her sentence, Freya Bates's hand climbed to the peak, his large hand only able to cover half of the mounds, squeezing eagerly, the sensation sending him soaring.

All sense of restraint was gone.

He opened his mouth and took in the tender peak.

Like a baby eagerly suckling.

His hands, however, slid down her waist, impatiently brushing aside the remaining fabric, reaching sensitive territory.

Under such a touch.

Freya Bates went mad.

He abruptly pushed Mina Quincy onto the sofa.

Stripped himself in a flash.

Then pushed the dress hem up to her waist.

Drooling at the sight of the lacy panties.

"Can...can I take them off and have a look?"

He asked, voice trembling.

Mina Quincy coquettishly said, "As long as you want, you can."

"I want to, very much."

With permission granted.

Freya Bates, with trembling hands, removed the last layer.

When the dense forest and flowing stream came into view, Freya Bates swallowed again, saying, "Secretary Quincy, you're so beautiful, the most beautiful I've ever seen..."

Mina Quincy knew.

One more step, and she would have Freya Bates completely.

Squinting, pouting, she said, "So, Director Bates, do you want to come in?"

"Yes... I want to... I'll come in right now!"

He couldn't wait anymore.

Freya Bates quickly made his move, completing the union with a swift sound.

His facial expression instantly distorted, exhaling deeply, moaning, "So good, too good..."

A bout of frenzied passion.

Mina Quincy also cooperated; moaning seductively filled the room.

Letting Freya Bates truly experience the joy of wealth.

Ten minutes passed.

Just as release was imminent, with a clatter, the office door flew open.

A young man rushed in, shouting, "Director Bates..."

Before he could finish, he saw the steamy scene and didn't dare speak, quickly retreating.

That shout.

Killed the mood.

Muttering, "Damn it, such a mood killer."

They quickly adjusted their clothes.

"Come in!"

Freya Bates barked with a stern face.

The young man came in, head lowered.

"What's going on?"

Freya Bates asked sharply.

The young man stammered, "Outside...outside..."

His eyes lingering on Mina Quincy's body, one hand still on her thigh, speaking reluctantly, "Even if the sky falls, don't let Jocelyn Tate in today, pass on my order."

This was clearly to please Mina Quincy.

After all, he planned for another round later on.

Mina Quincy, hearing this, smiled contentedly.

It seemed Dwight Young's task for her today was accomplished.

The young man took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart.

He said, "Outside...it's not...a lot of cars have arrived. Market supervision, fire department, environmental protection, work safety, and tax authorities...they're all here."

"What?"

Freya Bates stiffened, standing up quickly.

He walked to the window.

Indeed.

The entrance was full of vehicles from various departments, and uniformed personnel were getting out one after another.

There was no way to stop it now.

Freya Bates took a sharp breath, telling Mina Quincy, "I'll go check it out."

…

At the entrance.

The business bureau arrived first.

When the car door opened, it wasn't anyone else, but Burrell Yule, the director of Ardmore City's business bureau.

During party school training, Burrell Yule was just the deputy director.

Like Dirk Carter, he received a direct promotion to director upon returning to the locality.

From this point of view.

Burrell Yule was no ordinary person either.

Otherwise, he wouldn't enjoy such treatment.

Securing a spot for party school training in the scarce provincial slots, how many are truly ordinary?

"Dirk!"

As soon as he got out of the car.

Burrell Yule came over with a big laugh.

After a brief embrace, Dirk Carter apologized, "Burrell, I'm sorry, returning straight into trouble."

Burrell Yule tapped his chest, saying, "We still say things like this? I've called over the guys from fire, environmental, tax, and safety. What's the plan?"

By this time.

Dirk Carter saw several people rushing over from the direction of the administrative building.

He smiled slightly.

He said, "I have just one request, however many problems this plant has, we need to find them all."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Burrell Yule patted his chest.

Then went to relay the message to the other leaders present.

By now.

Freya Bates was leading the plant leaders to the entrance, and once the main gate opened.

People from various units rushed in; even though Freya Bates wanted to talk, they ignored him, leaving him at a loss, as Keystone Machinery Plant had never seen such a spectacle since its establishment.

"Miss Tate, let's head inside."

Dirk Carter made a gesture of invitation towards Jocelyn Tate.

Jocelyn Tate frowned, asking, "Did you invite all these government departments?"

"It's not my doing; it's on County Mayor Dixon's orders."

Dirk Carter didn't take credit.

The good reputation was given to Caden Dixon.

Jocelyn Tate didn't doubt it.

They walked into the plant together.

After several hours of inspections, a heap of problems was found: child labor, non-compliant fire safety, arbitrary sewage disposal, unsafe worker practices, and severe tax evasion issues.

Of course, any factory is like this.

If you dig, problems will be unearthed.

"Director Bates, your factory's issues are quite severe. It's not only about shutting down for investigation now; you might also face jail time for a few years."

Burrell Yule said to a trembling Freya Bates.

Freya Bates's heart was in his throat.

He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, attempting to slip them into Burrell Yule's pocket, saying, "Director Yule, please be lenient. I...I realize the mistakes, and we'll make corrections, certainly correct them."

Burrell Yule raised a hand, refusing the offered cigarettes.

Saying, "Director Bates, didn't you understand my words? It's beyond corrections now."

"Then...then Director Yule, please show a way out, and I... I'll follow."

Freya Bates stammered.

Burrell Yule took a deep breath, suppressing his pounding heart, and said, "If...only if you want, please do not let Jocelyn Tate in today, according to my instructions."

This statement was naturally intended to please Mina Quincy.

After all, he was planning to continue to the next round.

Mina Quincy smiled with satisfaction after hearing this.

It seemed Dwight Young's designated task for her today was a success.

The young man took a deep breath, calming his racing heart.

He said, "Outside...it's not...a lot of vehicles have arrived. The market supervision, fire department, environmental protection, work safety, and tax authorities...they're all here.""What?" Freya Bates jolted and shot to her feet. She went to the window and looked outside. Sure enough. The entrance was filled with vehicles from various departments, with people in different uniforms stepping out one after another. This time, stopping it was impossible. Freya Bates took a sharp breath and said to Mina Quincy, "I'll go down and see."

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