The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Omas’s surprise compelled him to inquire, “Back then in Northern Europe, you were accompanied by an elderly man whom you called Grandpa. But in reality, he was an orphan you had raised, wasn’t he?”

Maria smiled gently and responded, “The old man you’re referring to is Marius Cross. He was the last abandoned baby my family adopted in Eastcliff after the July 7th Incident, just before we left for the United States.”

She paused briefly before continuing, “In fact, most of these children, once they reach their twenties, establish themselves with the support of my family. The assets they receive are presented as entrusted care, but in reality, they are gifts from my family. I couldn’t even begin to fathom the extent of wealth I’ve bestowed upon them.”

“Only a select few, like Marius, share a deep bond with my family and willingly stay by our side. I lack self-defense capabilities and require someone to look after me during our nomadic existence. Apart from Marius, there was also an American girl born in 1942 who followed my family. Sadly, she passed away from cancer a few years ago.”

“The owner of this house, who was adopted by my family prior to the July 7th Incident when he was just a baby, was later taken to the United States. He attended Yale University and upon graduation, I allowed him to oversee some of my businesses in Southeast Asia. He has managed them remarkably well and has become the wealthiest man in the region,” Maria revealed.

She continued, “Another adopted child spent years studying in the United States before returning in 1963 to contribute to the motherland. Subsequently, he experienced considerable success in the following years.”

Maria paused, then continued, “After coming to the United States, my family also adopted a few orphans. However, as technology advanced and the Warriors Den’s power grew stronger after World War II, we became more cautious. We spent decades in island nations in the South Pacific and Indian Ocean, continuing our adoptions. A few years ago, we journeyed to Northern Europe, where we finally encountered you…”

Omas listened intently to Maria’s narrative, his heart stirred by a whirlwind of emotions. Maria downplayed her experience of over three hundred years, but within that modesty lay countless miles of arduous journeys, incredible transformations of the world and untold trials and tribulations. The realization that Maria had endured an extraordinarily tumultuous existence over three centuries left Omas in awe. Her past must have been rife with challenges and hardships.

silence, she smiled and asked, “My Lord, now that you know

his head and sincerely replied, “I don’t

taken aback, questioning, “Does the Young Master feel sorry for

at her,

sorry for? If I were to share my family’s story with outsiders, countless individuals would be envious to the point

tears, her eyes still glistening, Maria asked with a smile, “By the way, why do you feel

his heart heavy with sympathy, explained, “At the age of one hundred, I was already overwhelmed. Now, hearing that a young girl like you has lived alone in this ever-changing world for nearly four hundred years, including the most turbulent years of human society, the

Alder, yearning to cry in front of

only to abandon the idea because her father had sacrificed his life for her longevity. He had desperately wished for his beloved daughter to live a long life, believing that even

persevered through countless moments on the verge of collapse. However, her heart had long been tormented and devastated by

with the young girl before him, even though

reddened and in a choked-up voice, she expressed, “Thank you, Master,

investigated the Young Master’s past and I am aware of your deep-seated hatred for the Warriors Den. If you are willing, from this day forth, my family will

Clark, fear not. Morgana has violated the laws of heaven and killed my parents. She has attempted to exterminate my grandparents and our entire family. I shall make her pay for this vengeance with her own blood! Morgana possesses formidable strength. Just consider how Gideon admonished the heroic spirit as he self-destructed. That powerful energy he released was all the remaining means of a hero. That alone