The Charismatic Charlie Wade

The young man felt light-headed and dizzy from the smash and almost collapsed to the floor.

The diners around them were also shocked by the sudden commotion.

Harold glared viciously at the young man whose head was drenched by his own blood and sneered, “Get lost, or I’ll break your leg!”

The young man held the wound on his head and growled, “Alright, tough guy, wait and see!”

Then, he ran out of the restaurant.

Harold grinned disdainfully and said, “Fucking loser, who does he think he is to threaten me? I am Harold Wilson, fucker!”

Then, he put on a smug look as he said to Loreen, “There’s always these annoying bugs everywhere you go, don’t let him ruin our night. Come, let’s enjoy our dinner.”

Loreen’s celebratory mood was totally destroyed after the disturbing moment. She simply nodded without a word.

Throughout the dinner, Harold tried to lighten up the mood by striking conversations, but Loreen wasn’t entertained at all.

In her opinion, Harold was nothing but an incapable and reckless man. He wouldn’t even be on her list even if he was the only man left in the world.

Harold, on the other hand, assumed that Loreen would fall for his charisma when he got his hands on the stupid bugger in front of her, but it was the complete opposite. Loreen seemed to be a little more repulsive and disgusted with him.

who used violence, it would mean that he had dug his own

dispirited throughout the

their meal, he thought that they could go for a second round to get to know each other better, but Loreen

gloom hovered under Harold’s eyes. “Let

shook her head. “It’s okay, I’ll just take a taxi back.” She couldn’t be more clear that she wanted to draw a line with

a polite manner, “Let me see you off then, at

She nodded and walked out of the restaurant quietly. Harold

to Loreen, but the fucking bugger came along and ruined his chance! In fact, he seemed to have

again, I’ll kill him!” Harold cursed under his

***

just finished his dinner and was clearing the dishes

supplier quotation in my bag,

his head. “No, I haven’t touched your bag

memory, then, she slapped her forehead and sighed. “Ah, I think I left it in the meeting

gently. “Look at you, you’re so exhausted. You go and rest, I’ll get

sighed gladly and said, “Indeed, I’m worn out. Thank you, dear,

“You’re welcome, my dear.”

the car key and