Wasn't he planning to pin the blame of promiscuity on him? How did it end up with him getting away instead? Not only did he get away, but he also inexplicably slapped him in the face.

Thinking about how that guy cursed just now, William Carter's mind started spinning rapidly. As the police station chief, although he didn't interact with Henry Walker often, he still saw him at least twice a week. In his impression, Henry Walker seemed very shy, rarely even raising his voice. What the hell happened to him today?

Could it be that this is his true nature? Looks like he really needs to pay more attention to this two-faced guy from now on.

Just as William Carter was pondering how to deal with this suddenly unpredictable Party Secretary, the young police officer who had come with him approached and asked, “Director Carter, what should we do now?”

“What else can we do? Just let it be! Come on, let's go back.” As William Carter spoke, he seemed to remember something and added, “When you get back to the station, notify Little Lewis right away and have him make some copies of traffic regulations and similar promotional materials to distribute to each village.”

Chapter 0003 Village Schoolteacher

The car sped along, quickly covering five or six li. Sitting in the front passenger seat, Grace Dawson was still a bit shaken, the scene that had just left her dumbfounded replaying in her mind: William Carter actually got slapped, and didn't even dare talk back!

As a member of the Xihezi Township government, Grace Dawson could definitely gauge William Carter's weight. Although this guy wasn't at the deputy section chief level, in the township compound, his words carried even more weight than the deputy Party Secretary's. Plus, he and the township head Samuel Carter were sworn brothers. In the whole township government, William Carter was like a crab—strutting sideways, getting whatever he wanted.

Such a person actually got slapped just now, and the one who slapped him was this scholarly-looking Party Secretary sitting right in front of her.

Grace Dawson had seen Party Secretaries before. Their previous Secretary Lewis was the type to curse at the drop of a hat, yelling and swearing whenever things didn't go his way. But even that hot-tempered man never dared to slap William Carter.

Looking at the young Secretary's delicate features, Grace Dawson couldn't help but recall her colleagues' comments when the new Secretary arrived.

“Look at that refined appearance, like a frail scholar. Old Carter won't let him have an easy time.” When the township office director Philip Walker said this, he gave his slicked-back hair a stylish flick. Usually, when he did that, it meant he was absolutely confident.

“No hair on his lip, can't handle real work! Just a kid in his twenties—what can he possibly accomplish here? He'd be better off as a Youth League Secretary at a university. Coming to this godforsaken place, he's just asking for trouble!” The old hand Arthur Jenkins once blurted out drunkenly.

...

At first, Grace Dawson was half-convinced by these rumors, but after the Secretary had been in office for a month, she no longer doubted them at all. In township affairs, it was still Township Chief Carter who called the shots. This Secretary Walker was no different from a door god—just for show.

As the top official, apart from sitting in his office drinking tea and reading documents, he had nothing else to do. None of the seven stations or eight offices in the township ever took the initiative to report to him.

As time went by, even Grace Dawson felt that this silent Secretary was like a puppet at others' mercy. She never expected that when he finally acted, it would be earth-shattering!

Looks like she really needed to change her attitude toward Secretary Walker from now on...

Although Henry Walker was driving, his mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts. Having been reborn and returned to the past, he felt both shocked and incredibly excited.

Living a second life, he absolutely couldn't muddle through it like before. Thinking of the hardships he endured in his previous life, of his father who fell seriously ill from anger, and his grandfather whose health declined after resigning in disappointment over him, Henry Walker felt a deep ache in his heart!

Back then, he was the sinner of the whole family. It was because of him that the already declining family completely fell into ruin.

With Edward's abilities and means, he shouldn't have been stuck as a mere mayor. His resentment toward Henry Walker was not without reason.

...

One thought after another flashed through Henry Walker's mind, and he started to feel a bit dazed. Just as his mind was wandering, a sharp scream suddenly rang out.

Startled by the scream, Henry Walker snapped out of his wild thoughts. Looking ahead, he saw a figure standing just over twenty meters in front of him.

It was a slender figure, wearing a light green top tucked into jeans, looking fresh, clean, and very serene.