At exactly 9:00 p.m.

in New York, the Boeing 748 modified private jet took off from Kennedy Airport and headed towards Aurous Hills, a distance of 10,000 kilometers.

The Evans family, aboard the luxurious jet, eagerly anticipated the adventures that awaited them.

After twelve long hours of flight, the private plane finally landed at Aurous Hills International Airport, just as the clock struck nine in the morning.

The staff who had arrived ahead of time made arrangements for a convoy to transport the family, including the old couple, Desmond, Jack Lee, and others, to their destination at Willow Estates.

As they arrived at Willow Estates, the peace and serenity of the surroundings were overwhelming.

The estate was quiet and comfortable, offering a welcome respite from the hustle and bustle of city life.

The butler of the Evans family, with impeccable manners and a warm smile, escorted the four travelers to the central villa.

Exhausted after more than ten hours of flying, the group was grateful for their rooms and retreated to rest.

Each single villa at Willow Estates was massive, spanning three floors above ground and one below, with a usable area of at least 800 to 900 square meters.

The rooms were designed to offer utmost privacy, each boasting an independent bathroom suite.

The old couple were given the grandest room on the third floor, complete with all the luxuries one could imagine.

Desmond was assigned the room next door, while Jack Lee temporarily resided across the hall from Desmond.

Back in his room, Jack Lee was far from ready to rest.

Instead, he sent a message to Charlie, informing him of their safe arrival at Willow Estates.

***

At that moment, Charlie lay beside Claire, who had already drifted off to sleep.

He eagerly waited for Jack Lee’s report, consumed with emotion at the mere thought of his grandparents’ arrival.

However, it wasn’t just their presence that stirred Charlie’s emotions.

The arrival of his grandparents brought back a flood of memories from his past, specifically the day his parents were killed.

grandparents’ plane took off, Charlie’s mind became

mid-to-late June, and the summer

in Aurous Hills was unbearably hot, with dark clouds looming in the sky for hours on

Charlie’s spirits were dampened even further when the sound of thunder roared in the

until later that afternoon, when the sky opened up and heavy rain poured

ten minutes for

vividly remembered that day, the thunder, the rain, and the terrified children

open, and a drenched butler named Stephen rushed

from his seat

dozen men in black clothing, each holding a boy who looked eerily similar to him in age,

them all, making them look like a troop of

Butler Stephen issued a command, the men quickly gathered together, each holding

all directions, and Butler Stephen held Charlie close as

to an orphanage where

revealed to Charlie the terrible news that his parents had been

true identity a secret for

too young and ignorant to

orphanage shortly thereafter, leaving Charlie alone to navigate the challenges of

those first few years, Charlie was

the orphanage but was never

visits, and no performances to

were expected to help with the household chores and maintain the vegetable fields on the

for the opportunity to receive an education and have enough to

always assumed that the orphanage was simply short on funds, but it wasn’t until he reconnected with Stefanie and spoke to

those years of isolation were, they ultimately served their purpose by allowing Charlie to evade those who might

of searching, no one had been able

and even those who sought to harm him had all given up on

did they know that Charlie had been hiding in

his grandparents and

descriptions of Jack Lee and Stefanie, Charlie learned that his

reunite with them and put their worries to rest, but he knew that the Warriors Den still

true identity and putting his loved ones in

identity hidden, but Charlie remained determined to

Charlie knew that he would have to remain

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