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The arrogant, domineering young man she knew had been replaced by a humble and determined man.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

was one thing she got right, when she overheard her daughter ask Charlie to let her brother attend her father’s wedding, she knew Charlie wouldn’t refuse. So, with a change of clothes, a set of toiletries, a jar of warm water, and a hearty meal, she waited for Fitz’s return home,

the sound of

outside, both Zara and

behind the wrought iron gate,

for Deana, she too felt the sting of emotion in her

a moment, Fitz pushed open the gate and

fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face,

still troubled by her son’s crestfallen appearance, but when he suddenly knelt down to admit his mistake, she was taken

voice choked with emotion,

You did nothing wrong.

Mom never blamed you.”

had the same perspective on Fitz’s decision

being part of a wealthy family was akin to living in an imperial

mother and sister; he was just trying to protect himself and secure

a completely understandable course of action, and Deana could

abroad, numerous heirs to wealthy families and royal bloodlines had turned against their kin due to their interests, and such situations had become

on the ground, tears streaming down his face, Fitz

my mother and younger sister and

was inhumane and unrighteous, unfaithful

“I understand why you did what you did, and I don’t blame

not done, he continued to speak with conviction,

right, and wrong is wrong! I can’t use my actions as an

stand by my mother and sister, and I

I chose to prioritize my own

for that, I

a soft sigh, and then spoke in a serious tone,

That’s what counts.

person who knows right from wrong,

for me to see

my

just kneel here all

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

forward and added her voice to her mother’s, “That’s right,

to come back, so let’s make the most of our

wiped away his tears