The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Mr. Hicks, the manager of Champs Elys Resort, was completely dumbfounded at that scene.

He couldn’t comprehend what was happening, neither did his guards. None of them dared to move an inch.

Marcus wailed loudly, “Uncle Rhodes, please stop! What the hell is going on?”

Albert stomped on Marcus’s face while growling, “Marcus Lloyd, you feel so powerful and majestic because I treat you like my own nephew, don’t you? Huh! Who gave you the right to be so cocky outside?!”

Marcus cried, horrified, “Uncle Rhodes, why are you so pissed? Tell me and I’ll fix it!”

Albert kicked him while cursing, “Master Wade is my lifesaver, my hero, but you, bastard, you insulted him! Go to hell!”

shouldn’t. He wailed and pleaded, “I’m sorry, Uncle Rhodes, I’m so sorry! I’ll apologize to Master

it, aren’t you? Guys,

in black behind Albert cheered. They grabbed clubs and sticks and

screamed in terror and rushed out of the

glance that the lady was not decent. He ordered his man, “Hey,

lady and

warn you, I have millions of fans

Albert slapped her across the face, denting her prosthetic nose. He pointed at her and cursed, “A small-time Internet celebrity

you are, fucking old man?!” the plastic

slapped her and shouted, “Are you

Maserati’s steering wheel and was ignorant of what was unfolding outside the car. When she heard about Don Albert, she shivered in

demanded, “Unlock your phone and give it

he wanted to do, but she dared not disobey him. He was the

camera on her face with the crooked nose, “Come, look at the camera and