Semua Bab The Charismatic Charlie Wade: Bab 7301 - Bab 7310

While Mr. Larcelle knew what he was dealing with, Mrs. Larcelle definitely didn't.Although she had hooked up with Mr. Larcelle for a while now, she never really enjoyed the privilege of a private jet, only hearing him talk about it a couple of times.And Mr. Larcelle definitely couldn't bear to splurge on a long journey with a private jet, only hitching rides after a flight had been chartered, or just for a short trip back to Aurous Hill. As the cost-effectiveness of private jets was simply that low, private jet owners usually had agents negotiating bargains with interested parties—a few dozen thousand Oskian dollars to cover fuel costs, and they'd happily let someone else ride along. It was very much like a cabbie picking up a fare on his way home after a long journey.Still, to put on airs, Mr. Larcelle once spent a hundred grand flying from Aurous Hill to Coleham, and he had since been bragging about it, even telling his new wife that he would fly private jet wherever he went.

As Claire recalled all the things that happened to her mother, she had come to understand a truth—she and her parents were very ordinary people, and very ordinary people wouldn't have miracles rolling in one after the other, let alone wealth that seemed to fall right on their lap.That was why as Claire started thinking back to all the things they had been through for the past few years, she was sure that everything unbelievable or lucky was Charlie's work behind the scenes.Her own father used to be directed by his family, but somehow became the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association—that must be Charlie too.Most embarrassingly, her father managed to lose that job because of the scandal he caused, but Charlie stepped up again and restored him to a leadership position.As such, even if her father was less self-centered and less of a troublemaker compared to her mother, he caused Charlie plenty of trouble anyway.At that moment, Claire's heart swelled with mela

Mrs. Larcelle was on the verge of tears. "It's like we can't shake them off. They just keep showing up wherever we go…""Urgh, you don't get it," Mr. Larcelle growled under his breath. "They are rich—if not richer than us, so they'd pick the expensive stuff in the Maldives. But even if they were quite something, we'd be doing our own thing and staying out of each other's way. Just bear with it."However, Mrs. Larcelle remained upset and groaned, "Urgh, this is really killing my mood… It's so annoying…"Mr. Larcelle promptly hissed, "Oh, just pipe down already! The less trouble, the better—get it? It's my fault for starting it at the airport, so let's just leave it at that, alright?"Mrs. Larcelle was still sulking.It was supposed to be a dream journey, but Elaine had been trouncing her since the lounge, even after they disembarked.And it was a really tough pill to swallow.Fortunately, Elaine no longer considered them a threat and didn't even bother to mess with them.So as t

Hamed didn't notice Charlie just then.He had one woman in each arm, a cigar between his lips, and looked clearly relaxed, even having a whale of a time.On the other hand, Claire, Elaine, and Jacob were all perplexed, unsure how Charlie had become acquainted with the Syrian, who clearly looked rich.Impatient as ever, Elaine asked bluntly, "Charlie, when did you meet him? I mean, how smug could he be, taking both wives out on a trip?"Charlie smiled. "Like you said, it's their culture and it's legal."Pausing, he then explained, "Oh, he's also a client. Didn't Albert ask me to look into some gas mines near the northwest border? He has money invested in the mines."Jacob and Elaine both nodded—it made sense for a middle-eastern tycoon to invest in a gas mine near the border, as it was near their own borders too.On the other hand, Claire kept her head down, staying silent as she knew that Charlie was lying again.In fact, whenever Charlie used the excuse of traveling on the job

Charlie's in-depth projections and analysis left Hamed nervous right then, and he was scowling as he asked, "Come on, man—I can't attack or defend? Doesn't that mean I'm going to lose anyway?"Charlie sighed. "Well, things definitely look bleak—I just didn't think you guys would win that quickly, or for the situation to change this quickly."Hamed groaned, "Well, what should I do?"Charlie thought about it for a while, and said solemnly, "In your place, I'll start from the inside. Seek out any discord or signs of infighting in the enemy camp. Turn them against each other or use money to tempt potential allies. Then, find the right timing for a pincer, and you'd be looking at a complete takeover.""Oh, but…" Hamed smiled awkwardly. "You're a master tactician, but I'm not! To be honest, it's taxing for me just leading 3,000 men. If I had to lead more, I'd be overwhelmed!"Then, he turned towards Charlie excitedly, "Unless you're willing to take over command for me!""Buzz off," Cha