The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Dean had initially believed that Charlie would continue to torment him, but to his surprise, Charlie offered him a chance at redemption. It was like a ray of hope in Dean’s bleak existence.

Overwhelmed by this sudden opportunity for a fresh start, Dean nodded vigorously without hesitation. He earnestly said, “Sir, you have my word. I’ll take the best care of him and ensure his satisfaction.”

Meanwhile, John Lawrence sensed his world darkening, almost to the point of unconsciousness. The thought of falling into Dean’s hands, even in exchange for Charlie’s favor, filled him with terror. He quickly knelt and begged, “Please, sir, forgive me this time. I’m old and ill-equipped to handle any more trouble.”

Charlie, however, waved away his concerns and reassured him, saying, “No need to worry. I’m not going anywhere.”

Fixing his gaze on Dean, he added seriously, “Listen carefully, Mr. Lawrence’s safety is your top priority, no matter how hard you work. Do you understand?”

Dean hesitated for just a moment before nodding resolutely and declaring, “Crystal clear, sir!”

He then turned his attention to John Lawrence, whose tearful face pleaded for mercy. “Lawrence,” Dean promised, “you can rest assured. I’ll take care of you.”

But as John Lawrence heard those words, he couldn’t find comfort, instead, he saw a grim future ahead. He glanced at Charlie, hoping to plead for mercy, but choked on his own tears. “Sir, I…”

Charlie interrupted him with an outstretched hand, his tone cold and menacing. “This is the best I can offer you,” he stated. “If you decline, I can always bring in someone else under these conditions.”

With a sly smile, he gestured toward Dean on the ground and continued, “I believe there are like-minded individuals in this cell. Dean can’t be the only one with such inclinations, right? Maybe the man with the injured leg shares his interests.”

John Lawrence was shocked by Charlie’s refusal to entertain his pleas. He couldn’t hide his grief any longer and wept uncontrollably. Charlie, still wearing the same dispassionate smile, taunted him, “Crying? You’ll have to get used to it.”

John Lawrence realized that accepting the current conditions might be his best option. Stubborn resistance would only make his situation worse. It was like Japan in 1945—surrendering honestly might avoid the devastation of two atomic bombs.

Seeing that no one dared to defy him, Charlie stopped paying attention to John Lawrence. Clearing his throat, he declared in a chilling tone, “Listen to me now. I am the sole authority in this place from this moment forward. Each one of you must obey my commands around the clock, without question. Disobedience is not an option, for I cannot guarantee a better fate than what you’ve seen today.”

The lesson John Lawrence had learned resonated with the others. None of them dared to defy Charlie’s orders, they nodded in agreement, as if they were following the relentless rhythm of a machine extracting oil twenty times its normal speed.

Charlie was satisfied with their clear submission. He cleared his throat and commanded, “Everyone, stand at attention!”

They all struggled to stand upright, even Dean managed to stumble to the back of the line.

The young man with a broken leg tried to rise but promptly fell to the ground again, writhing in pain.

Jagoan glanced in his direction and commented with indifference, “No need to join the queue.”

The man, sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Jagoan, saying, “Thank you, sir!”

Jagoan paid him no further attention. Instead, he barked at the others, “Everyone, right face!”

except for one young man who turned ninety

been cheering and shouting when he first arrived, likely one of Dean’s younger

him and asked, “What’s your deal? Are you deliberately defying

expressing remorse. “I’m sorry, sir… I’ve

Jagoan smiled

grabbed the young man’s right hand and effortlessly snapped his wrist, as if

“Remember, this

everyone in the room in

injury had no trouble distinguishing left from right this time, making sure he

the far left, and commanded, “You, start. Tell us your name, where you’re

I’m Vietnamese. I’ve been in prison for a

Charlie nodded. “Alright, next!”

I’m Colin Mills, an American,” the next person began. “I’ve been here for six months for fraud,

with each person introducing themselves in turn. Eventually, it was the turn of the man with a deep tan to step forward and make his introduction. He addressed the room with respect, saying, “Greetings, sir. My name is Haji. I am of Indian-American descent, and I’ve been here for two and a half years due to a conviction for sexual assault. I have another twelve years to serve.” He hesitated for a moment

charge, gestured toward the individuals flanking Haji and instructed, “Both of

stammered, “Sir… why do you want to

replied with an icy tone, “All sexual offenders will be

a pig’s head. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he seethed

John Lawrence, who was particularly anxious. He knew that if Haji was

with fear. “Sir… I… my name is John… John Lawrence… I’m here for sexual assault and rape, sentenced to

soon as John Lawrence finished speaking, a young man nearby asked, “Sir, how many

waved his hand and declared,

slap every day. A hundred

the remaining slaps to John Lawrence without hesitation. The other

both participants were too exhausted to lift their arms, and John Lawrence’s

Lawrence lay unconscious, one of the participants respectfully addressed Jagoan, asking, “Sir,

his hand dismissively and replied, “Throw him in

he and his partner

inmates revealing that they were incarcerated for murder and assault, and some had

attention to the young man who had a broken leg and