The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Charlie turned to Don Albert and asked in amusement, “Don Albert, since Marcus Lloyd is a pathetic jerk, what do you think his father should be?”

Don Albert thought for a while and said, “Hmm, since his son is a pathetic jerk… his father should be ‘the father of the pathetic jerk’ then, am I right?”

Charlie nodded satisfyingly. “Yes! You’re right, he is the father of the pathetic jerk.”

Then, he turned to Mr. Lloyd and asked with a smile, “Mr. Cain Lloyd, what do you think?”

Mr. Lloyd nodded vigorously and said in a flattering tone, “Yes, Don Albert is right, I am the father of the pathetic jerk!”

“Good.” Charlie nodded and said to Don Albert, “See, he admitted it himself, so get your pen ready.”

“Pen?” Don Albert starred in a daze and blurted, “What pen, Master Wade? Do you want me to write something?”

pointed to the carved ‘pathetic jerk’ on Marcus’s forehead and said, “Write the sign on his head,

a cheeky laugh and said apologetically, “Ah, I’m so sorry for being blunt, Master Wade, I didn’t

gaped in extreme shock at

heartbroken enough to see the carved words on his son’s forehead, if they wanted to carve the statement ‘the father

please,

tone, “I am sparing you, and that’s why I’m letting Don Albert carve only your forehead. If it’s up to

I’m old and my skin is wrinkled, it won’t be

stable and I can carve the words

thing is so wicked! He wanted to carve words on my forehead too and said that he wanted to carve it so hard that

was taken aback and cried, “Mr. Wilson, I was

my head! If my

urgency, Mr. Lloyd crawled to Charlie and pleaded, “Master Wade, I was just

huffed indifferently, “I don’t care, I’ll give you two choices now—one, you let Don Albert carve those words on your forehead right now or two,

went to Mr. Lloyd and pleaded, “Dad, oh, Dad… Please, don’t let him do that! I don’t have