The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Zara was stunned.

She never would have imagined that her once-lazy and carefree brother could undergo such a transformation in just six months.

The arrogant, domineering young man she knew had been replaced by a humble and determined man.

Her heart, still heavy with worry, was suddenly filled with relief and joy.

As they drove through Aurous Hill Old Town, they reached the house where Charlie had lived with his parents when he was young.

The once old and worn-down house was now completely new.

Deana had put a lot of effort into renovating and rebuilding the old house, bit by bit.

Although everything looked the same as it did back then, it felt like time had been pulled back 20 years.

Living in this house was a relaxing and peaceful experience for Deana.

She spent her days reading books, drinking tea, practicing calligraphy, and tending to the flowers and trees in the yard.

She was content with this simple life.

During this time, Fitz had been on his pilgrimage and Zara was often busy with work, leaving Deana alone in the house.

But for her, the solitude was satisfying.

Despite her worries for Fitz, Deana knew that Charlie was punishing him for his mistakes.

Charlie was not one to take things lightly, but she had faith that he would protect Fitz.

Her confidence in Charlie was not just based on her understanding of him, but also on her knowledge of his father, Bruce.

Bruce was a man who used both kindness and power, who spared his enemies who were not deserving of death.

Though the journey to that temple was long and dangerous, with Fitz eating and sleeping in the open, Deana was confident that Charlie would bring him back safely.

Her trust in Charlie was not misplaced, and he did bring Fitz back alive.

Despite forcing Fitz to go on a grueling pilgrimage, Charlie was still secretly instructing the Wade family to protect him.

a change of clothes, a set of toiletries, a jar of warm water, and a hearty meal, she waited for Fitz’s return home, all the while trying

always calm and collected, but when she heard the sound of brakes outside, she couldn’t help but burst out the door, barely containing her

car came to a stop outside, both Zara and Fitz emerged

Fitz caught sight of his mother waiting behind the wrought iron gate, he couldn’t hold back the tears that welled up in his

felt the sting

moment, Fitz pushed open the gate and hurried towards his

down his face, and choked out the words, “Mom… I know

troubled by her son’s crestfallen appearance, but when he suddenly

to his feet, her voice choked with emotion, and said,

You did nothing wrong.

Mom never blamed you.”

on Fitz’s decision as her

part of a wealthy family was akin to

sister; he was just trying to protect himself

completely understandable course of action, and

bloodlines had turned against their kin due to their interests,

the ground, tears streaming down his face,

lives of my mother and younger sister and only thought about my

and

what you did, and I don’t blame you

not done, he continued to speak with conviction, his voice growing louder by the

right, and wrong is wrong! I

could have chosen to stand by my mother and sister, and I

to prioritize my own interests

that, I am deeply

a moment, let out a soft sigh, and then spoke in a serious tone, “You made a mistake, and you’re

That’s what counts.

wrong, you’re living up

such a relief for me to see you

my son,” she

can’t just kneel here all

prepared a bath for you, and after that, let’s sit down for a hearty meal and

forward and added her voice to

for you to come back, so let’s

away his