The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

When Bruce Weinstein returned to the prison with the assistance of his friend Mark, the agony he endured almost drove him to the brink of despair.

Given the prison’s strict regulations, outsiders were generally forbidden from entering. To avoid unnecessary complications, Bruce arranged for his confidants to pick him up outside, while Mark had to make a brief return to the hospital.

Back in his office, Bruce gritted his teeth through the pain, instructing his confidants to head to the section where Charlie was held, intending to discreetly extract him from his cell.

A prison guard arrived at Charlie’s cell door, swung it open, and declared, “Who’s Mr. Wade? Step out.”

Charlie, silent and composed, rose from his bed and approached the door without uttering a word.

The guard secured the cells and whispered to Charlie, “The warden’s expecting you in the office. Follow me.”

Charlie nodded, following the guard out of the prison area. The guard guided him to the prison’s medical department, steering him into the doctor’s office during the doctor’s off hours. Handing Charlie a prison guard’s uniform, shoes, and hat, he murmured, “Change into these, and I’ll take you to see the warden.”

Charlie didn’t question the directive, swiftly changing into the prison guard attire. The guard then made a call on his cell phone.

A fellow guard, matching Charlie’s height and build, entered the scene. The escorting guard whispered to the new one, “Wait here, keep it quiet, and don’t engage on the phone. Contact me. I’ll lock the door after I leave, and you stay put until I return.”

The new guard nodded, saying, “Got it, captain.”

Relieved, the initial guard handed his hat to Charlie and ordered, “Put on your hat. Let’s go. Remember, keep your head down outside to avoid the surveillance camera.”

the hat, and exited

his

asks about tonight, say you weren’t feeling well, and I took you to the infirmary. The doctor was off duty, so I locked you in, went out to find

thinking the guard’s strategy of substituting the civet cat with the prince was sound. With the uniform and hat, the surveillance camera couldn’t capture his face, leaving no tangible evidence

reached the warden’s office door. The guard knocked thrice, then, without waiting for a response, opened the door,

we’ve brought him,” the guard

a savior, urgently said to Jagoan,

closing the heavy, soundproof door after Jagoan

Weinstein, unable to contain his anguish, cried out, “Mr. Jagoan, you have to save me! If you don’t,

putting in so much effort to quietly reach this office, his objective

Though your little brother is

said it’s already dead. If you don’t treat me, I might have to

worry. There’s reiki here.

Bruce Weinstein asked, “Reiki?

is there a

struck dumb, stared at Jagoan, muttering, “Who are you? How do

“I’m here for Peter

Bruce Weinstein’s mind, Jagoan ordered,

behind my office, an elevator shaft. There’s a

on,