The Charismatic Charlie Wade

As Steve finished, a chilling voice pierced the room, questioning, “How do you plan on making me vanish?”

In the dimly lit room, an unexpected voice startled the trio instantaneously!

Through the faint window light, they could discern the figure before them, yet his face remained obscured.

However, judging by his demeanor and voice, the man seemed relatively young, though the moment of his arrival had eluded their senses. His countenance, cold and sardonic, struck fear into all three of them.

The speaker was none other than Jagoan.

The power outage in the villa resulted from Jagoan’s direct use of energy to disable the two power lines across the river.

Aware of their extensive high-tech defenses, he opted to cut the power. Regular houses lacked backup, but this high-end villa area had two lines and a main supply. Disconnecting the two lines left residences within kilometers in darkness.

The outage rendered their high-tech surveillance defunct. Jagoan entered like a ghost, undetectable to anyone.

It was then that Hank realized the power outage targeted not Cole Manor but the frontline headquarters.

He was the first to react, instinctively drawing a pistol and aiming at Jagoan, without a word, pulling the trigger.

Oddly, the trigger seemed to be locked by a safety mechanism. Though it could be pulled halfway, the pistol’s hammer remained inactive.

him with blinding speed, tapped his shoulder

the ground, assuming a canine

Hank, a ruthless individual, would grovel

but feared Jagoan’s unnoticed appearance suggested their calls for help might prove futile. Worse, provoking him might

and said, “You two are core Rothschild members, right? Introduce yourselves, eldest

horrified, stammered, “Who are you? What’s

scowled and struck him across the face, knocking out

never been treated so

retorted, “I asked for introductions, and I’m not patient. Answer, or I’ll end you both. Leave one alive,

coldly, warning, “If

interjected, “Please, don’t be angry. My father’s

Pleased, Jagoan nodded, “Speak.”

his father, revealing their lineage

was taken aback. The core members here were genuinely core—the eldest son

the Four Treasures of the Study or even leaving the US might

laid out the terms, “Cooperate, and your lives are spared. One

two nodded fervently,

and inquired, “How