The Charismatic Charlie Wade

A concerned frown appeared on Jeffrey’s forehead. He turned to his father, Jordan, and huffed, “Dad, why don’t we just sell off our property and run away with the money? If Kenneth really wants to attack us, we’ll be dead!”

Jordan roared, “Bastard! Sell off our property?! If we sell it in a hurry, my billion-dollar empire may cost only 200 million! Do you know that, you idiot! This is my hard work!”

Liam nodded. “Dad is right. Jeff, Weaver Pharmaceutical is dad’s precious creation, how could we sell it just like that?”

Jeffrey raised his hand and slapped Liam. “Shut up, bastard! Do you think you have any say here?”

Liam stumbled a few steps back because of the force of the slap, covering his face. He pouted in dismay, but he spruced up and said firmly, “Jeff, I’ll still say it even if you slap me. The company is dad’s hard work, we cannot sell it!”

“I’m gonna fucking kill you!” Jeffrey’s face turned into an ugly shade of red. He was about to jump on Liam when Jordan, who had always looked down upon Liam, stepped up and stopped him. “Your brother is right! We must find a way to solve this! You can’t just sell everything and take off! It’s my legacy that I worked for my whole life!”

whoever can solve this crisis will be elected as the chairman of the Weaver Pharmaceutical. The person who fails in this

burst out frantically, “Dad! How can this illegitimate

son! If

who was quietly listening to their commotion, heaved a

the Weaver family for so many years. After all the humiliation and insults, it

hand over his family business to an illegitimate child. Unfortunately, his eldest son, Jeffrey, was incompetent. He had to find a way

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family was anxiously searching for a cure for Kenneth all over the world, Charlie entered his room

on the bed in her nightgown, kicking her fair and smooth legs casually while browsing her

she was very busy with her work and was mounted by enormous pressure. Thus, watching nonsensical things on her phone and reading novels in bed had

on the floor when Claire suddenly screamed and threw her phone

asked nervously, “Dear,