The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Claire was in jitters as she listened to their banter and interjected, “Mr. Murray, Charlie helps out a lot at home. Also, please call me Miss Wilson. Calling me by my first name sounds very unprofessional.”

“What does he do at home, anyway? Go to the market? Cooking? Laundry?” Peter laughed sarcastically. “Claire, if your husband has a hard time finding a job, my company happens to be recruiting security now. You can let him try.”

Then, he continued with a mocking grin, “Claire, if I were you, I would not have married a man who doesn’t even have a secure job. I would have divorced this loser a long time ago.”

Claire frowned in dismay, but before she could speak, she felt an abrupt chill coming from beside her.

She turned around and saw Charlie stand up with a smile on his face as he said to Peter, “Mr. Murray, your reputation precedes you. Now that I finally have the honor of meeting you, indeed, your personality matches your reputation perfectly. I also have something to say to you, Mr. Murray.”

Peter’s lips curled downward into a frown. “What is it?”

He bet that Charlie the loser would not dare to do anything to him!

Charlie put his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and said with a sly smile, “What I want to say is, being a person, you can be useless or incompetent, but you must have a moral standard! Because if you don’t, you’re not a human, but an animal!”

soup that had just been served with both hands and poured it over Peter’s head,

as the

utterly shocked by the commotion. She quickly composed herself and called the waiter to bring

it ran down his neck and into his clothes. The sticky soup drenched his head

continually in agony

rushed over with a few waiters and was stunned by the scene. He

took off his glasses and pointed to

out his phone and

right now! I need to teach a

the phone call, Claire quickly apologized to Peter. “Mr. Murray, I’m

me with soup! I’m going to make him kneel in

Charlie, “Hey, go out first, let me