The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 202 Preliminary Clearance

Chapter 202: Chapter 202 Preliminary Clearance

"No way! Your smile isn’t sweet enough!"

"The smile is a bit better, but your movements are stiff again. You can’t disconnect the movements from your expressions."

"Oh dear, why are you so clumsy? Relax a little and just pretend I’m your boyfriend."

"Heavens, you’re not suggesting that I actually have to sleep with you to get that kind of feeling, are you?"

After more teaching, James Brown was nearly at his wit’s end. Helen Wilson was just a little too clumsy with this stuff, and despite all the teaching, her progress was minimal.

A full half-hour later, James Brown finally managed to teach Helen the basic actions of holding hands and linking arms. Then he said, "Alright, now you need to get used to me, to my intimacy with you."

Helen thought that would be the end of it, but upon realizing there was more, she immediately frowned and said, "What else do I have to do?"

"This time, it’s about your reaction when I touch you. First, it’s me putting my arm around your shoulders."

"That’s no problem." Helen agreed readily, feeling like this task was easy.

James put his arm around Helen’s shoulders, her body tensed for a moment but quickly relaxed. After all, she had just been rubbing against James’s arm with her chest for quite a while, so this minor contact wasn’t too much to resist.

"Mind your emotions; when I hold you, you should feel happy," James reminded Helen once more.

Helen quickly adjusted her feelings. This time she got the hang of it quite fast, soon satisfying James.

Then James’s hand moved lower, first to Helen’s back and then to her lower back, caressing lightly. This was too much for Helen to take, especially when James’s hand caressed below her waist, nearly touching her buttocks. She had the urge to lash out and pin James down as if he were a pervert.

But seeing James’s serious demeanor and his occasional headshakes, sighs, and even his frustration as if he was angry at failings that couldn’t be ironed out, how could Helen react? She could only humbly correct her flaws over and over again.

Inside, James was immensely pleased. Over the years, he had frequented many places of romantic encounters and met numerous women. But to be able to take advantage like this, when they were clearly not lovers or friends with benefits, and do it so openly was a rare opportunity. Only twice in his life had it happened — once with Gina Lopez, but all contact was initiated by her, and she set the boundaries. Unlike with Helen, where he could do whatever he wanted, take whatever advantage he wanted, and not just once, but also making Helen repeat the actions.

This kind of pleasure was beyond the understanding of outsiders.

It took an entire afternoon for James to get Helen to practice these actions properly. When James said that was enough, Helen instantly collapsed onto the couch, smiling wryly, "I feel like this is harder than catching a bunch of criminals."

"Don’t say that; you’ve made a mistake right now."

"Oh, I see, when I’m tired, I should do this..." Saying this, Helen hugged James’s arm and rested her head on his shoulder.

"That’s more like it, well done." James’s hand came to rest on Helen’s thigh, caressing gently.

Helen didn’t swat James’s hand away. She had to get used to this kind of movement; showing restraint now meant losing the one million dollars her parents offered.

"Hungry?" James asked with a smile.

"Yes." Helen’s stomach immediately rumbled, realizing how much energy she had expended in the afternoon.

"Alright then, let’s go eat. Remember, this is a live drill for us. If outsiders can easily see through you, then your parents, who know you best, will definitely notice."

Helen nodded. "Alright, let’s go out and practice."

The two left Helen’s house, with Helen linking her arm with James’s, thinking the gesture should be easy after practicing it countless times at home. But when she saw people, she felt uneasy all over and immediately let go of James’s arm.

"See, that won’t do. Real couples only have eyes for each other, they don’t care about anyone else, and they certainly wouldn’t be concerned about public display of affection. Even in a crowded place, they’d still be affectionate if they felt like it, let alone something as simple as linking arms."

"I get it, and I’ll do it right this time." Helen was determined not to be outdone. After being constantly critiqued by James all day, she was adamant about getting this right.

The next time they encountered people, Helen didn’t let go of James, although her movements and expressions were still a bit stiff. Then, after bumping into people a few more times, Helen was finally able to confidently link arms with James.

"Little Lin! What is this..." A woman suddenly exclaimed, standing in front of Helen and James.

Helen Wilson’s heart skipped a beat, and she let go of James Brown’s arm all of a sudden, her hands and feet in disarray as she blurted out, "Ms. Charlotte, we... we..."

This was a woman in her forties, with a face full of ambiguous smiles, sizing up James Brown from head to toe, and chuckled, "Little Lin, so you already have a boyfriend, huh? Why haven’t you introduced him to me?"

Just as Helen Wilson was about to deny it, James Brown stealthily tugged at her clothes. She was startled and quickly smiled, saying, "Ms. Charlotte, this is my boyfriend James Brown. James, this is Ms. Charlotte from our bureau, I was assigned to the bureau when I first came, and Ms. Charlotte has taken great care of me." While she spoke, she once again took James Brown’s arm.

"Hello Ms. Charlotte!" James Brown greeted her politely.

"Good, good, the young man seems decent. Alright, I won’t disturb you two anymore." Ms. Charlotte chuckled and walked away, swinging her hips. But before she left, she still kept turning her head back to look at the two of them, the ambiguous smile on her face thickens.

"Not bad performance, remaining calm and collected when encountering an acquaintance. You can almost pass the test now," James Brown said, praising her at that moment.

Helen Wilson snorted but still said proudly, "Of course, if Helen Wilson wants to do something, is there anything that I can’t accomplish?"

James Brown chuckled lightly, "I praise you a bit, and you’re over the moon with joy. Your skin is really thick."

"What did you say?" Helen Wilson’s eyes immediately widened.

James Brown let out a sigh and said, "Just like how you are now, you’re slipping again. We’re running out of time. You need to keep in mind that I’m your husband at all times, not just your partner. Got it?"

"Got it." Helen Wilson rolled her eyes at James Brown, then took his arm again, leaning her head affectionately on his shoulder.

The two of them walked out of the neighborhood just like that. Even when Helen Wilson saw people she knew, she didn’t let go of James Brown. When they reached the side of James Brown’s car, Helen Wilson said proudly, "How’s that? I did pretty well, didn’t I?"

"Not bad, that should do for now. I’m going to head home first, see you tomorrow."

"Hey, am I really doing it right?" Helen Wilson started to worry when she saw James Brown leaving.

"It’s fine, just think about what you’re going to tell your parents tomorrow. Or maybe give them a heads-up in advance, otherwise it’ll be too abrupt when we go to see them tomorrow."

Helen Wilson nodded, "Alright, you get ready too. Come over early tomorrow morning."

Then James Brown left Helen Wilson and went back to his own home. As soon as he entered the house, Sarah Grandy rushed over, handed him a pair of slippers, and said in a pleasing manner, "Uncle, am I being good?"

James Brown nodded and smiled, "If you always behave like this, then it’s not bad."

Sarah Grandy lifted her head proudly, "Of course, I asked Sister Emma about it today. You like girls who are as well-behaved as Sister Emma, so I will also be good, so that you will like me and let me be your mistress in the future."

James Brown suddenly had a face full of speechless expression looking towards Emma Campbell. Emma Campbell, in turn, gave James Brown a helpless smile, obviously overwhelmed by Sarah Grandy’s incessant chatter.

James Brown didn’t bother to argue with Sarah Grandy over this issue, figuring that when Sarah grows up a bit more, or goes to university and her life changes, she’ll naturally shift her attention elsewhere.

"Eh? Uncle, you smell really nice." Sarah Grandy suddenly sniffed around James Brown like a little dog.

James Brown immediately felt a wave of nervous sweat. He had spent most of the day being intimate with Helen Wilson, and he was bound to carry her scent on him. However, since Helen Wilson didn’t wear any perfume, he thought there wouldn’t be any lingering scent, yet Sarah Grandy still managed to catch it.

"Ah ha, Uncle, did you go to see Little John or Little Dave again today?" Sarah Grandy suddenly called out excitedly.

James Brown felt a bit guilty at the moment. With a girlfriend like Emma Campbell and being so intimate with Helen Wilson, even if it was to help Helen Wilson with a case, it felt somewhat unjustifiable.

Emma Campbell’s expression stiffened for a second, but before James Brown could explain, she had already shown a smile, saying, "Charlotte, Uncle Big Brother Brown’s boss is a big beauty, and the supervisor is also a big beauty. There are so many women in the company, it’s not a big deal if he picked up some of their scent."

Sarah Grandy blinked, looked at Emma Campbell, then looked at James Brown, and raised her thumb towards James Brown, "Uncle, you’re so awesome, to make Sister Emma trust you so much."

Emma Campbell smiled slightly and said, "Of course I trust Big Brother Brown. Even if Big Brother Brown were to deceive me, I’d still trust him. As long as I can spend my life with Big Brother Brown, that’s enough for me."

"Wow, Sister Emma, you’re truly great. I love you to death! I definitely won’t let Uncle leave you, and you’ll let me be the mistress, okay?" Sarah Grandy suddenly hugged Emma Campbell’s arm and started being coquettish.

However, James Brown had an indescribable sense of feeling in his heart. Emma Campbell was so good to him, which made the guilt he felt towards her all the heavier. But since he had already promised Helen Wilson, he had to see this matter through.