The Charismatic Charlie Wade

In the late hours, Lama Temple radiated an ethereal tranquility. Nestled within a secluded Zen chamber, concealed from prying eyes, an exquisite woman graced a wicker chair in the courtyard. Her gaze fixed upon the canvas of autumn stars above.

A bald-headed woman emerged, draping a blanket over the lady’s legs with the utmost reverence. “Madam, the Young Master’s plane has taken off.”

“He’s departed?” The stunning woman’s eyes flickered towards the airport, a hint of apprehension playing across her features.

In the distance, points of light waltzed across the night sky, prompting a nostalgic sigh. “I wonder which of those shimmering dots carries Jagoan.”

Turning to the elderly lady beside her, she inquired, “Who is accompanying Jagoan? Is Hogan with him?”

This striking woman was none other than Lily, Jagoan’s mother.

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Young Master has boarded the plane with Hogan. They are hurtling through the sky at great speed. They are expected to touch down in New York around eight o’clock local time,”

her lips. “Peter has faced his share of trials in recent years, and I’ve been unable to assist him. If Jagoan finds him, I believe he can guide Peter through these challenges. Perhaps, in turn,

***

8,30 PM in New York, the plane carrying Jagoan and Hogan touched

the late hour, Jagoan had no intention of heading straight to the antique store in Queens that night. He understood that Hogan had accompanied him to New York for a specific

restaurant,

said, “Uncle, let’s explore Chinatown tonight. Do you

responded, “Young Master, it might be best to attend

busy individuals to head straight to an antique store right after landing. If someone with a curious mind catches wind of this, they might mistake it for espionage. Let’s save the antique store for later. Tonight, we’ll stay in Chinatown and pay a visit to Jordan. Tomorrow, we’ll retreat to the New York Shangri-La for the night and then make

understood the wisdom in Jagoan’s