The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Charlie stared daggers at them, but for Douglas’s sake, he couldn’t be bothered with these two idiots.

Despite Charlie’s silence, Joanne and Jerry despised him even more for not defending himself after being ridiculed and insulted! What a loser!

Jerry continued his insults, “Hey, in my opinion, Claire was truly blind. So many fine gentlemen in our class and yet, Charlie the loser was her final choice? Huh, such a waste!”

In the middle of their banter, suddenly, the suite’s door was pushed open.

Bang!

Several brawny men in black barged into the room, and one of them, a young man with a crew-cut head and a cigarette in his hand said coldly, “Get out of here. I want this room.”

Jerry frowned in annoyance. “What do you think you’re doing? Can’t you see that we’re having our dinner?”

Then, he slammed the table fiercely and growled, “This is the Maple Hotel, first come first serve! Don’t you know the rules?”

“First come first serve?”

his face without any warning. Jerry fell to the floor, his face swollen and

you think you are? I am Rambo, Don

“Rambo?”

was infamously known to own the block around here. Although his rank was considered menial in the whole

sorry, Rambo! We’ll go now! We’ll get out of here right

and shouted at the crowd, “What are

were shocked by the sudden altercation

tone as cold as ice when he spoke. “For Albert’s sake, I’ll spare your life

you fucking crazy! That’s

know this guy! You can do whatever you want with him but please don’t

did he think he was doing right now? That was Don Albert’s man, Rambo Miller! A murderer who had seen blood! Could he just dig his own grave away from

their panic, Rambo paused as he looked back at Charlie, trying to search that face in his memory. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he asked hesitantly,

had been under Don Albert for a long time, and so, he had heard of Charlie’s name before. Thus, the memory struck his