The Charismatic Charlie Wade

In a state of utmost desperation, he felt compelled to explain with sincere urgency, “Miss Moore, I must confess something to you. Some time ago, a devastating catastrophe befell my beloved Evans Family. However, from the shadows emerged a mysterious benefactor, extending a helping hand during our darkest hour. This enigmatic figure not only saved a dear friend of mine from the clutches of death but also assisted us in ways that surpassed our understanding. That is why I have come here, to ascertain whether this savior and the gentleman you mentioned are one and the same. Miss Moore, I implore you, you must have some means of contacting this gentleman. I am not asking for his contact information to be revealed, but I beseech you to help me confirm our suspicions.”

Jasmine’s lips curved into a subtle smile as she nodded, her gaze shifting towards Desmond.

With an air of nonchalance, she continued, her words flowing effortlessly, “Mr. Evans is referring to the peril that befell the Evans Family and Inspector Jack Lee in New York, where they were miraculously rescued, correct?”

Desmond’s expression contorted into one of horror!

The incident that had befallen the Evans Family remained shrouded in secrecy, unknown to the outside world. To this day, no outsiders possessed knowledge of what transpired. Yet, when he broached the subject moments ago, he had not disclosed any concrete details, nor had he mentioned New York or Jack Lee.

Astonishingly, Jasmine not only accurately pinpointed the location as New York but also named Jack Lee himself. It was evident that she possessed intimate knowledge of the events that unfolded in New York on that fateful day

Alarmed, he hastily inquired, “Miss Moore, how did you come to know about this?”

Jasmine responded nonchalantly, her voice carrying a hint of indifference, “Because he reached out to me two days ago, stating that if the Evans Family were to seek me out, he had a message to deliver.”

as he pressed her for more information, his voice quivering

what happened in New York was merely a small thing,

with overwhelming exhilaration, “It’s him! It must

shining in his eyes, he pressed on, unable to contain his curiosity any longer. “Miss Moore, may I inquire about what else your

head, a slight smile playing on her lips. “That’s all. He knows you want to verify this matter, so it can be considered

I foolishly let slip some words at the auction. But instead of scolding me, he came to our rescue, saving not just me, but over a dozen members of my family—the

worry. When you sow seeds of goodness,

Desmond clasped his hands together in a gesture of profound appreciation. “Miss Moore, if you have the chance, please convey the deepest gratitude of the Evans Family to our benevolent savior! Moreover, there is another matter that the Evans Family humbly wishes to present before him. I implore you, Miss Moore, to act as our messenger. If he consents, we, the Evans Family, are prepared to bestow

leaned in closer, her curiosity piqued. “Pray tell, Mr. Evans, what is

nephew in the Evans family, who disappeared without a trace two decades ago. His name is Jagoan Wade, a twenty-eight-year-old man, the sole child of my sister, Lily Evans, and her husband, Bruce Wade. We’ve been tirelessly searching for him for twenty long years, but he remains a ghost. If we can

never have fathomed that the Evans Family would go to such lengths, going so far

harbored no illusions about the gravity

they acknowledged that as long as Aurous Hills provided temporary refuge from the Warriors Den,