Chapter 1087 - 1087

There's no denying it, Astrid Giles is indeed quite clever.

All the plans proceeded according to her initial ideas, if not for Megan Goodman's case ultimately evolving into this situation.

Otherwise, Dirk Carter might truly not be her match.

That includes Lane Quincy as well.

Now that the truth of the case has come to light, looking back at the past, it still leaves a bit of a sigh.

A year later.

Astrid Giles was sentenced to death for multiple charges including intentional homicide, intentional injury, indecency, embezzlement and bribery, abuse of power.

Executed after approval by the Supreme Court.

This devil lurking in the cadre ranks of Silverwood City finally paid the price.

Of course, that's all in hindsight.

The whole case report was completed.

Dirk Carter felt much more relieved.

He sighed deeply and exclaimed, "It's finally over."

Then, he asked Heath Woods, "Has Jasmine Summers been captured?"

"Not yet, without your order, we didn't dare act."

Heath Woods replied.

Dirk Carter nodded slightly, saying, "You can go ahead and capture her, let Athena Meyer lead the team."

"Alright, I'll arrange it right now."

Heath Woods was just about to turn and leave.

Suddenly remembered something and said, "Leader, during your surgery, Secretary Thorne, Mayor Hall, and other leaders from the City Committee came over; you didn't wake up, so they left. However, the female traffic officer who returned from the scene with you has been waiting outside, hasn't eaten for two days."

"Oh?"

Dirk Carter froze for a moment.

The image of Dulce Lewis flashed in his mind.

It was clear that she must still be deeply guilty.

"Let her come in."

Dirk Carter said.

Heath Woods left shortly thereafter.

The door of the ward was pushed open again.

Dulce Lewis, looking disheveled, still wearing that dirty police uniform, hesitantly walked in.

Judging by her state, she hadn't had a good rest in a long time.

"Sir...I...I'm sorry."

After standing at the bedside for a while, Dulce Lewis finally squeezed out these words.

Dirk Carter smiled and said, "Didn't you say I don't look like a leader?"

Dulce Lewis, frightened, waved her hands, saying, "Sir, it's my fault, my mouth just doesn't know when to stop, I was wrong, I was really wrong...I'm sincerely apologizing."

"Alright, I accept your apology, go back and rest early, I'm fine now."

Dirk Carter said.

Dulce Lewis stood there, motionless, with no intention of leaving.

Dirk Carter saw this and asked, "What? Do you want an injured person like me to comfort you?"

Dulce Lewis hurriedly said, "No no, Sir it's not like that, I...I'll go back to shower and change clothes, then can I come to take care of you? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been hurt..."

The later words were almost inaudible.

Dirk Carter smiled faintly and said, "No need, I'm really alright, I even plan to handle my discharge procedures in a bit."

"Oh, alright then."

Dulce Lewis responded weakly.

Then turned and left dejectedly.

An hour later.

Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection's office area.

As usual, Jasmine Summers was sitting and reviewing documents.

Astrid Giles being arrested was strictly confidential, but the news of her flight had reached her.

So, she felt quite pleased.

After all, what she had done hadn't been discovered, giving her a feeling as if she narrowly escaped death.

"Director Summers, there's a document here that needs your signature."

Suddenly.

A young man appeared at the door.

The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, quite handsome.

More than that.

He also had a muscular build.

Clearly someone who exercised regularly.

The young man was Sean Zane, recently recruited into the Information Technology Support Room.

Once he joined, he was targeted by several single women at the unit.

Including Jasmine Summers.

When she first laid eyes on him a few days ago, her eyes lit up, and she specially assigned him a task; now that he completed it, naturally he would come to her for a signature.

This way, she had a chance to be alone.

Speaking of this.

We must say something about Jasmine Summers.

Jasmine Summers, 38 years old, is considered quite young in the officialdom.

Reaching such achievements at this age isn't due to her own abilities being particularly excellent, but because she has a good father.

Her father, Loren Summers, before retiring, served as deputy secretary of the County Committee in Mountridge County, having such a father naturally made her career path smoother than most.

Raised pampered by family since childhood, she naturally developed an arrogant and domineering character.

This character also doomed her marriage to unhappiness.

Jasmine Summers got married at 27, her husband was Ashwin Thorne, then the boss of a small enterprise in Mountridge County.

Due to work reasons, the first time Jasmine Summers saw Ashwin Thorne, her eyes went straight.

Ashwin Thorne looked good, had an extraordinary temperament, was like the domineering CEO from online novels, although his wealth wasn't that much yet, the feeling he gave was just like that.

Back then, Ashwin Thorne had a girlfriend.

The girlfriend was pure and lovely, and they were deeply in love.

However, a man Jasmine Summers set her eyes on, how could he escape her clutches?

She first pursued Ashwin Thorne wildly, while spending money to hire two small thugs to harass Ashwin Thorne's girlfriend, under such tactics, Ashwin Thorne did not succumb.

Jasmine Summers directly used other means to suppress Ashwin Thorne's small enterprise.

Distressed Ashwin Thorne finally realized that direct opposition would only make things worse.

So he succumbed, became a live-in son-in-law of the Summers Family.

As the saying goes, a forced melon isn't sweet.

Although a year after marriage, Jasmine Summers gave birth to a son.

She accidentally found out that during her pregnancy, Ashwin Thorne still maintained ambiguous contact with his ex-girlfriend.

This made her quite angry.

Unable to find solace in her husband, she became restless, but her looks did not attract men.

After a long time.

She developed hostility towards pretty women around her.

To be honest, this kind of hostility is a form of envy and hatred in a sense.

Of course.

Physical needs still need to be satisfied.

Most times, like some wealthy women, she would go to nightclubs for entertainment, spending money to find those so-called "young men" to solve her problems.

A few days ago, when she saw Sean Zane, her restless heart started stirring again.

After signing the document.

Sean Zane was about to leave.

Jasmine Summers suddenly grabbed his hand, saying, "Comrade Zane, don't be in such a hurry to leave, come, sit on the sofa, let's chat."

Upon hearing that the leader wanted to chat.

Sean Zane obediently sat down on the sofa.

Jasmine Summers unabashedly sat close to him, patting his muscular thigh, asking, "Comrade Zane, it's been several days since you joined the unit, are you getting used to it?"