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?”

airfare, rooms, and all. Two hundred grand is a low

are, they might not

Jagoan, why do you say

is about to hit rock bottom. Soon, he’ll wander New York like

partied with two women. Why

mystery, Jagoan replied, “You’ll

reclined on his bed, powered up his phone, shared a brief update with Isaac Cameron

…

Weinstein had just arrived at the opulent Aman Hotel in downtown

reserved the hotel’s most expensive presidential suite for the night,

indulge but had no inkling that Gustavo’s extravagance would come at a

suite by Gustavo’s staff, where two Miss Universe from Latin America awaited. Dressed provocatively, they played the roles of a submissive

duo surrounded him, the maid cooing, “Dear master, you’re back!”

scene of unparalleled luxury. His desire surged, and

stepped into the room, he felt an excruciating pain beneath him. Looking down, he saw his intimate companion mangled

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