The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Jacob’s cheeks blazed with embarrassment at her words.

He hesitated, then shot back, “Who ever said I was about to ask for money from my son-in-law? Did I even hint at such a thing? There’s a world of difference between finding a suitable son-in-law.”

Elaine gave him a withering look. “Save me your lecture,” she retorted. She didn’t bother arguing further with him. Instead, she turned to Jagoan, resolute in her stance. “Listen up, dear son-in-law. No matter what nonsense he’s spouting, you mustn’t give him a single cent!”

Abruptly, Jacob’s temper flared. He straightened up and spat, “Elaine, why must you persist in this? It’s always about money for you, isn’t it?”

Elaine playfully shook her head, mischief dancing in her eyes. “What’s the matter? Since you’re not asking your dear son-in-law for money, I’m simply advising him not to offer you any. What’s so bothersome about that?”

“You… You…” Jacob hadn’t expected Elaine’s defense to be so vigorous, quashing his own arguments. He’d said his piece, so why did she have the audacity to approach Jagoan for money?

Jacob, defeated by his own hesitation and lacking a counter, fumed, “I… I never meant to request money from my good son-in-law… I just wanted to remind him to be cautious out there!”

Elaine feigned nonchalance, took a deep breath, and placed her hands soothingly on her chest, as if greatly relieved. “Oh, Jacob, you nearly gave me a heart attack. I thought you had the nerve to ask your dear son-in-law for money! He works hard for his earnings. You’re a capable man, so you shouldn’t be spending other people’s money.”

Jacob snapped, “Elaine, what’s gotten into you? I’ve already told you, I have no intention of seeking money. Why are you endlessly fixated on money?”

Watching Jacob’s frustration while he remained reluctant to express his true thoughts, Jagoan couldn’t help but think that the ancient adage might hold some truth, this poor man must indeed be despised.

feeble disposition and a penchant for secrecy, perpetually lived in the

returned to China, it was clear to everyone that Jacob had a desire to reunite with her. Matilda herself had been contemplating the same. They were like star-crossed lovers. If

man far above Jacob’s league, suddenly entered the picture, stealing away the love of his life. Even such a profound lesson from Matilda failed to trigger any meaningful self-reflection or a shift in his timid,

to Jacob, he inquired, “Dad, do you need money? If so, just say the word,

to be extinguished by Elaine’s mockery and

Jacob found himself at a loss

a respected figure in the arts community, vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association. To be blunt, he’s quite the big shot with a stellar

ill at ease. Though he wanted to stride up and give Elaine a piece of his mind, he recognized that her words had him cornered. Should he

silence, Jagoan, exasperated, let the matter rest. He echoed Jacob’s words, “Dad, I appreciate your concern. I’ll be careful. Nothing else to worry about. I need to finish packing

donkey from higher ground. Elaine’s few words blocked his escape, leaving him to slide down her slope. This was Jacob’s Achilles’ heel and

understood Jacob’s stubborn nature, unlikely to change. He didn’t offer any further openings. Having spoken his piece,

a pit of discomfort form within him. Gazing at Elaine’s triumphant smile, he felt

his father-in-law, Jacob, muster the courage to break free from his inner turmoil and live as he

under the

the elevator, he spotted his father-in-law, Jacob, cigarette

smile, “Good

“Yes, Dad. I am on my way

to speak, when Elaine suddenly descended the stairs, feigning a limp and exclaimed, “Oh,