The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Charlie nodded slightly.

At this time, an Lady slowly walked out from under the cooking shed.

She looked at Charlie with some doubt, frowned and asked, “Young man, do you know my husband?”

Charlie said, “You are Grandma Treadway, right? My father knows your husband.”

The Lady hesitated for a moment and said quickly, “Come in, please come in!”

Then she said to her son, “Lucas, quickly invite the guest into the house and pour water for them.”

The young man hurried forward to open the door and said politely, “Come in, please… Please, sit inside!”

Charlie nodded, thanked him and entered the yard with Isaac.

This small courtyard was not that big, only tens of square meters in size.

There were three wooden rooms and two thatched sheds, one on the left and one on the right.

The stove and the other were built against the wall, making a circle of cover, the area was not large, it looked like a toilet. The three wooden houses were directly opposite the gate, the main room in the middle was wide open and there were two rooms on the left and right inside and the doors of the rooms were covered with curtains.

Charlie and Isaac followed the middle-aged man into the main room.

There was a long and slender altar table in the middle of the room against the wall.

Definitely a very old object. On the top of the altar, there were incense burners and multiple tablets, all of which had the name Treadway.”

On the wall above the altar, there were three Chinese-style portraits hanging.

The portrait in the center was of a middle-aged man wearing a blue gown.

Although the man was skinny, he was in good spirits.

He stood on a boulder on a mountain with his hands were behind his back.

the hem

old man looking up at the sky, his expression was

a stone table on the top of the mountain, reading a book, on the right side, was an

antiques, he could tell that these

help sighing secretly, “Although I don’t know whether these three paintings are from the hands of famous ancient masters, just looking at the exquisite craftsmanship

concluded that they are

few hundred thousand a pair and it should be

a small number for ordinary people, since the three paintings hanging

son deceived into going to Mexico on the pretext of being a

had more questions in his

from this that his guess yesterday was

was living in poverty now, her family had been passed down in order for more than a thousand years and her background was absolutely

this moment, the middle-aged man looked at these two

bench in the middle of the main room and said with some embarrassment, “Please sit down, I’m really sorry, the conditions

smiled and said, “Thank you,

In the meantime, Mrs.

Treadway washed her hands.

quickly and said with some panic in her mouth, “Distinguished guests, please sit down… Our family is poor and we can’t afford

respectfully, “Grandma Treadway,

Mrs.

a moment, then smiled and sat

and asked curiously, “Young man, you said that your

know how to answer for

fact, his previous idea was

the pretext that he was the son of her husband’s deceased friend and then told her that he had bought a house and façade for her and her son in

it, he had his own way

them fully accepted his rhetoric and made her accept the real estate and funds with peace of mind

be seen everywhere that

Lady a question, he had to use psychological hints

he didn’t know what to

she said to her son, “Lucas, before it is dark, you take your crossbow arrows and