The Amazing Son in Law 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 Charlie.”

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

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

The woman at Lily’s side, disguised as an old nun, went by the name Joyce Turk. Her loyalty and years of service to Lily equaled that of a seasoned housekeeper.

“It appears, Madam, that the 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,” Joyce Turk reported.

of trials in recent years, and I’ve been unable to assist him. If

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store in Queens that night. He understood that Hogan had accompanied him to New York for a specific purpose, to reunite with Jordan, the man he had once taken

restaurant,

said, “Uncle, let’s explore Chinatown tonight. Do you know the usual closing hours for your

“Young Master, it might be best

curious mind catches wind of this, they might mistake it

understood the wisdom in

Jagoan looking out for him, he was not one to beat around the bush. “Young Master, roast goose joints usually close around

curiosity was

of affordability. Many of our patrons are laborers, often undocumented migrants. They usually finish work in