The Charismatic Charlie Wade

As Oscar’s loud growl echoed across the hall, Jeffrey plastered a wicked smile across his face. He looked at Charlie and mocked, “Uh oh, Uncle Oscar is here. You’re so dead, loser! Even the gods can’t save you now!”

Then, he turned to Oscar, pointed at Charlie, and complained, “Uncle Oscar, there’s a loser here who’s not only pretending to be a member of this club but is also being disrespectful to Miss Moore. You must teach him a lesson!”

Oscar frowned at the director Jeffrey pointed, but his aging eyes couldn’t see so well, so he couldn’t recognize Charlie from a distance. He could see Jeffrey though, as they were standing closer to each other.

Since Jeffrey was the son of his old pal, he was more familiar with him and trusted his words, so he urged sternly, “Who is it? Guards, take him down!”

Several brawny security guards rushed towards them aggressively.

sneered as she said, “Haha, Charlie, you’re so

“Don’t worry, you’ll

your braggy mouth!

them, he turned to Oscar and shouted coldly, “Oscar Watts, you addlepated twit, you’re pretty

was dumbfounded

did he wish to die faster? How dare he call Oscar

wait and see how Oscar would kill him next! Rumors

for many years! He would definitely be so pissed by the

in fear

out the voice to be Master Wade’s, so he instinctively looked up and

disappeared from his body. He bowed at Charlie graciously and said, “Master Wade,

like an ice statue