The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Envisioning Gustavo’s face, Lucas swiftly packed up his belongings and migrated to Charlie’s cell as the break neared its conclusion.

As Gustavo entered Charlie’s cell, his immediate exclamation was, “Mr. Wade, why is your cell so spotless?”

All eyes among the inmates darted between each other, memories of today’s grueling cleaning flashing vividly.

Charlie smirked and responded, “Hygiene is the top priority in this cell. Whether they’re in for arson, assault, or fraud, anyone engaging in unhygienic behavior pays in blood.”

Charlie fixed Gustavo with a serious gaze, adding, “That includes you.”

Quick to assure compliance, Gustavo hastily vowed, “Rest assured, Mr. Wade, I’ll strictly follow all your orders!”

For Gustavo, survival hinged on Charlie’s goodwill. In this context, he dared not put on a facade.

Surveying Charlie’s cell, Gustavo eagerly informed him, “Mr. Wade, I dropped at least two hundred grand on Bruce Weinstein tonight. He owes me a favor. Anything you need, just ask him, he won’t dare refuse!”

Intrigued, Charlie inquired, “Your two Miss Universes tonight cost $200,000?”

“They flew in, airfare, rooms, and all. Two hundred grand is a

they might not be able to

queried, “Mr. Jagoan, why do

“Bruce Weinstein is about to hit rock bottom. Soon, he’ll wander New York like a lost soul, seeking my

two women. Why would he need your

of mystery, Jagoan replied, “You’ll

Jagoan reclined on his bed, powered up his phone, shared a brief update with Isaac Cameron on WeChat, and patiently awaited

…

Weinstein had just arrived at the opulent Aman Hotel in downtown New York – the heart of Manhattan and the city’s priciest

expensive presidential suite for

inkling that

where two Miss Universe from Latin America awaited. Dressed provocatively, they played the roles of a submissive maid and a

Bruce entered, the duo surrounded him, the maid cooing, “Dear master, you’re back!” The female prisoner stammered nervously,

a scene of unparalleled luxury. His desire

room, he felt an excruciating pain beneath him. Looking down, he saw his intimate

the horror, recoiled, muttering, “Is this still human?” The female prisoner echoed, “I can’t bear