Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 694

Charles had no idea what the two men standing nearby were thinking he was too busy getting distracted by something shiny on the table. His eyes lit up as he spotted a piece of porcelain.

It looked sort of like a plate, but it was crystal clear and sparkled in the light. He picked it up and gave it a little shake, admiring it.

The doctor practically yelped, "Careful, young master! That's a white ice jade plate there's only one like it in the world! Please don't drop it!"

Charles didn't know the first thing about white ice jade. He just thought it looked cool and shiny. "I want this one, big bro."

The man took a slow sip of coffee. "Alright. Pack up, let's go."

Charles grinned from ear to ear and handed the plate to the doctor, who looked like he was about to have a heart attack. That thing was worth a fortune. But since the eldest master hadn't objected, the doctor could only keep quiet and start wrapping it up.

Charles's excitement skyrocketed the moment he stepped onto the private jet. He couldn't even think about sleeping.

The man next to him still had that cool, mature vibe going, typing away on his laptop like nothing in the world could faze him.

Charles got bored fast and couldn't help striking up a conversation. "So, when did Mitch head to the capital?"

already left. He's meeting

Supposedly, Walter's birthday party this time was going to be huge

be at the party

keyboard. Word was, the Ferguson family wasn't happy with her, and hadn't she lost her mind because of some medication? If she embarrassed herself,

"Probably not."

"Then

sleep mask

He wasn't wrong. As a Chester, he'd barely ever been invited to these parties

taking the blame for that troublemaker. Everyone thought Charles was a hopeless case and wanted nothing to do with him. He was too tired to explain

you come back early, can I stay longer

and he wanted

promised he

already slipping on his eye mask, only the lower half

Chester and Ferguson families are complicated. You can't really get it yet.

all seemed to make

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royalty. Thanks to influence from overseas churches, they'd set up a council of five elders over a hundred years ago. Every