The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Antonio, though younger than Aman, harbored an earnest and unwavering desire to earn his approval as a son-in-law.

In his bid to impress the ideal candidate, he leaned in, speaking in a hushed, attentive tone. “Mr. Aman, rest assured, Julia holds you in high regard and has been eagerly awaiting your arrival. She may seem a bit reserved due to her youth and shyness. If there are any lapses in etiquette later, please don’t take it to heart, Mr. Ramovich.”

Aman nodded, a smile playing at his lips. “Being over thirty years her senior, I find myself naturally more forgiving and understanding.”

Antonio’s face lit up with delight. “Excellent! Excellent! Mr. Ramovich, please, let’s continue our conversation within the estate.”

With a nod of agreement, Aman followed Antonio through the manor’s gates, casting an appraising eye over the Zano family property. “Antonio, your Zano estate seems a touch small. Is it not within the Long Island expanse?”

Antonio, a touch sheepish, responded, “Mr. Ramovich, I’m currently in the process of procuring a new property, though I’m still in the search phase. The prime locations on Long Island command exorbitant prices, tens, even hundreds of millions. Our family has had substantial expenditures recently, so summoning such funds all at once is quite the feat.”

Aman nodded thoughtfully. “Residing in Long Island’s heart isn’t particularly costly. Just days ago, I tasked my staff with securing a manor. It’s nestled in the very best part of Long Island, adjacent to the renowned Feijia Manor. It’s for my upcoming nuptials. Should you ever fancy it, you’re welcome to stay.”

Antonio beamed. “Thank you, Mr. Ramovich!”

Meanwhile, Jagoan, having entered ahead of them, observed Aman from a distance. He couldn’t help but chuckle softly. Casting a glance at Julia, he shook his head, privately musing on how Aman’s stature far outshone her.

However, he couldn’t help but think that Aman was having a run of bad luck, aiming for a wife twice and crossing paths with him both times.

Seeing Jagoan unflinching, Julia, irate, admonished, “Don’t you have any fear? If my father takes offense, he might have dealt with you!”

fret, your father lacks the power for such deeds. But I

are you? Are you affiliated

hail from China,

cautioned, “Don’t be under any illusions. Here, the moment my father utters a command, his men will seize you. He can have you shot, and he’ll bear no consequences. I’m not exaggerating. There’s a monthly toll in his hands. If you value your life, should things come to blows, kneel and beg for mercy, implore his forgiveness. If that time

grinned. “You’re taking on too much, aren’t you? What about yourself? Do you have time to put in

as they approached, he exclaimed, “It appears that your father has invited Aman, turning this into quite the

Jagoan, astonishment etched across her features. “How did

searching for a wife everywhere. Is it possible

faltered, her response hesitant. “These are matters you needn’t concern yourself with. Consider how

not, in half an hour,

no longer had the patience

concluded, Antonio and Aman drew nearer. Antonio, preoccupied with his daughter, was oblivious to Jagoan. Aman, too, was entranced by Julia, clearly pleased

urging, “Julia, greet

stated, “I’m not acquainted with Mr. Ramovich and I’d

He shot Julia a fierce glare, then pivoted to Aman. “I apologize, Mr. Ramovich. Julia’s a bit… Unconventional. Given her unfamiliarity with you, there might be some resistance. I hope you’ll overlook

“No need for concern. I appreciate Miss

Julia, “See, Miss Julia? Mr. Ramovich

frowned, inquiring, “Why