If they would have known that Charlie had the ability to take them out, why would they have bothered to be so pretentious in front of him? If they had simply been respectful toward him just now, they might have had the opportunity to leave Syria, which was a place where they were bound to get into trouble.When Hamed saw that these people were on the verge of collapse, he was too lazy to watch them make a laughingstock out of themselves. So, he simply instructed the soldiers around him, “Make them wake up at half-past five in the morning, and they will start working at six in the morning after having their breakfast. After that, they can have a half an hour break at twelve in the afternoon and another half an hour break at six in the evening. Then, they will continue working until eleven o’clock at night. Do you understand me?” Several of his subordinates immediately nodded. “Understood, Commander!”When the seven people heard this, they felt as though they wanted to bang their hea
When the sky in Aurous Hill had just turned white, the Concorde that Charlie and Autumn were in finally landed at the Aurous Airport.After the plane had landed, Charlie, Autumn, and Isaac took the helicopter that Isaac had arranged for them and flew directly to Shangri-La.Not long after they started flying, Charlie asked for Autumn’s opinion, and he asked her if she would like to meet up with Yolden immediately. If she wanted to do so, he could call Yolden directly using the satellite phone on the plane so that he could inform Yolden of the news that Autumn had already been successfully rescued. After that, Charlie could ask Yolden to meet up with Autumn at the airport as soon as possible.However, after careful consideration, Autumn felt that the essence of her spirit and energy were very decadent. So, she wanted to rest and reorganize herself a little first. At the very least, she wanted to take a bath and change into a clean set of clothes before meeting her father.Therefore,
This also gave him a sense of crisis in his heart.It was very easy for him to finish using up his Reiki, but it was very difficult for him to accumulate and replenish his Reiki.If there was no lasting and effective way for him to replenish his Reiki, then he was afraid that it would be even more difficult and troublesome for him in the future.As he thought about this, Charlie could not help but recall some contents that he had come across in the .There was a higher-level pill that was recorded within the which was named the Cultivating Pill.Although the Cultivating Pill did not sound as arrogant or great as the Rejuvenating Pill, it was a kind of pill that was of a naturally higher level as compared to the Rejuvenating Pill.The Rejuvenating Pill could make ordinary people live longer and resurrect the dead, but it did not contain any Reiki within it. After all, Reiki was the most refined and pure energy contained in the universe, and it
Sheldon, who was extremely excited, would never have imagined that Charlie would be in the room next to him at this time.The luxury suites in Shangri-La were all very uniform in design. The overall layout was a square shape, and the two rooms on the left were the living room and the study room, while the two rooms on the right were the bathroom and the bedroom.In other words, the bedroom where Charlie was currently happened to be right next to Sheldon’s study room.Under normal circumstances, the rooms in a five-star hotel would usually be soundproof to ensure quietness, privacy, and comfort for the guests. Therefore, even if it was only separated by a wall, any ordinary person would not be able to hear the conversation next door.However, for someone like Charlie, who had extremely sensitive senses, this kind of wall was rather useless.So, even if he had no intention to eavesdrop on the conversation of the people in the room next door, he could hear every single movement in Sh
Charlie continued saying, “Look into the background of this company next! I want you to find out the entire equity structure behind it!”“Okay!”Isaac continued looking into it following Charlie’s instructions. As he was looking into it, he said, “Young Master, I can see that this company is wholly owned by another technological company in Yorkte. Also, there is another investment fund and partnership enterprise that is supporting and backing this company up! The investment fund is SF Capital!”Charlie asked him curiously, “SF Capital? Which family owns it?”Isaac hurriedly said, “SF Capital is one of the many capital-operated companies owned by the Schulz family. The name SF is an abbreviation of the Schulz Family!”“The Schulz family?” Charlie frowned as he said, “I heard someone next door referring to someone else as ‘master’. So, perhaps the person staying in the room next to me is Cadfan Schulz?!”“This…” Isaac said in disbelief, “Young Master, I don’t think Cadfan Schulz wo
Just as Sheldon was expecting to rely on his own power to turn the Schulz family’s turmoil around on his own, he did not know that a big net had been wrapped tightly around him at this time.Charlie already had two different plans in mind.If the person next door was Sheldon, he had a special plan in mind for Sheldon. However, if the person next door was not Sheldon but someone else from the Schulz family instead, he would send this person directly to Albert’s dog farm so that he could be Steven’s companion there.Isaac screened out the other rooms in Shangri-La that had been booked before and after the time the room next door was booked but had not been checked out yet at this moment. After that, he carried out a further screening, and he could basically conclude that there were at least four other subordinates who were staying in Shangri-La this time in addition to the person in the room next to Charlie. Out of these four people, two of them were living in the rooms directly opp
At the same time, the signal jammer had already been activated, and all of the surrounding cell phones had lost their service and connection because they could not detect any signal at all.Although Sheldon’s cell phone was still connected to the hotel’s wireless network, the wireless network itself had already been cut off. In other words, although he was still connected to the WIFI, he was no longer connected to the internet.However, Sheldon did not pay any attention to all these things.He tidied up his suit and tie in front of the mirror. After making sure he was dressed appropriately, he took out a fake mustache before sticking it under his nose.Then, he also took out a pair of golden-framed glasses from his pocket. After putting it on, he looked like an Oskian who had just returned from abroad.Immediately afterward, he wore a top hat of the same color as his suit on his head. He felt that it would certainly be even more foolproof this way.After he was done with all of h
When Sheldon heard this, he was extremely shocked, and he stood motionless in front of Charlie.He never would have expected that Curtis’s son would still be alive!He also would not have expected that Curtis’s son would suddenly appear in front of him!At this time, in addition to his nervousness, Sheldon was also feeling a little angry!‘Curtis Wade! Curtis Wade again! Ever since I got to know Helen, these words, ‘Curtis Wade’, have always been my nightmare. It was only until Helen’s whereabouts were completely unknown after she met with a car accident a few days ago that I was finally free from Curtis Wade’s shadow. But now, Curtis Wade’s son is actually here?! Where did this guy come from?!’When Sheldon saw that Charlie’s features and temperament were very similar to Curtis’s, Sheldon hardly had any doubts about his words at all.He simply stared at Charlie before he asked in a cold voice, “Even if you are Curtis Wade’s son, what do you mean by appearing in my room now?”“W
Jiro swiftly ran up from the descending staircase. When he saw Charlie and Albert, he was pleasantly surprised and greeted them enthusiastically, "Hello, Mr. Wade, Don Albert, and Mr. Cameron!" Next, he saw the unfamiliar face of Julien and, noticing his foreign face, couldn't help but feel curious about his identity. Despite his curiosity, Jiro was well-mannered and knew his place. Given his current status, it was not appropriate for him to ask unnecessary questions. So, he courteously greeted Julien, "Hello, sir." Julien, recognizing the name as Japanese, also felt curious about his identity and was even more curious about what exactly this place was. Seeing Jiro's vibrant face, Charlie smiled and asked, "Jiro, how is your life here these days?" "Very good!" Jiro answered with a beaming smile. "Everyone is very nice to me. Everything is fine." Currently, Jiro was considered a semi-free man at the dog kennel. Aside from not being allowed to leave the place, he had qui
But as they waited and waited, the anticipated rescue never came. Instead, Albert's dog kennel became more and more upgraded, more concealed, and more fortified. Eventually, Edmund and Salem gave up on their unrealistic hopes and resigned themselves to survive in this place. At this moment, Edmund had just finished his dialysis and was lying weakly on the bed, having eaten the porridge his father had fed him. Jiro, who worked here, was pushing a small cart over. He called out, "Hey, Whittakers, bring the dishes over after you're done eating!" Salem quickly took the dishes to the iron fence, and after Jiro came by, he threw the dishes into the plastic recycling bin. Just as Jiro was about to leave, Salem hastily said, "Wait a minute, Mr. Kobayashi!" Jiro glared at him. "What?" Salem pleaded, "Tomorrow is my son's birthday. Could you please ask the supervisor to bring a cake for him?" He then quickly added, "It doesn't have to be a big one, just an ordinary cupcake will do.
Albert chuckled and spoke up, "Mr. Rothschild, this is the dog kennel I run. We mainly breed dogs with strong attack capabilities. Before I met Mr. Wade, I used to make money by entering the dogs bred here into underground dog fighting competitions. After I started working for Mr. Wade, the purpose of this place has shifted, and it's no longer about making a profit." Hearing this, Julien relaxed a little and curiously asked, "Why keep so many dogs if it's not for profit? It seems like you really do love dogs." "Well, not exactly," Albert casually replied. "This place mainly handles some disobedient troublemakers. To cultivate the dogs' fighting spirit, I've always fed them raw meat. As you know, dogs aren't picky eaters. As long as it's meat, they'll eat whatever it is." "Oh..." Julien, who had just relaxed, felt a chill run down his spine at Albert's words. As the second-in-command of the Rothschild family, he had encountered his fair share of bloody affairs, but right now, he
"Uh... Mr. Wade..." Julien couldn't help but be a bit taken aback and asked, "The car... Its privacy is a bit too much, isn't it?" Charlie chuckled and replied, "The place I'm taking you to is highly confidential. Naturally, we need to be cautious. But don't worry—your people know you entered the restaurant, so it's not like I can openly harm you. Wherever I'm taking you, just relax and follow me. Once everything's done, I'll return you safely without a scratch." Whatever concerns Julien had were instantly dispelled. He quickly put on a carefree expression and laughed loudly. "I trust you completely. Wherever you take me, I won't even bat an eye." - The van left through the back door, taking an alternate route that led directly to a street behind Heaven Springs, avoiding any contact with Julien's bodyguards. After leaving the city, the vehicle headed straight for the outskirts. Facilities like a dog training compound were typically located far from residential areas due to no
An hour later. Julien, who had finished his lunch and drunk a lot, was tipsy and dizzy. He had indeed drunk quite a bit, but fortunately, his alcohol tolerance was decent, and talking so much kept him relatively clear-headed. Seeing Julien leaning back in his chair with his stomach sticking out after eating, Charlie smiled and asked, "Julien, how are you feeling? Do we need to order a few more dishes?" Julien quickly waved his hand, slurring slightly with a bit of drunken cheer, "N-no... No, Mr. Wade. I'm already stuffed. It's been a long time since I've eaten and drunk so much." Charlie nodded and smiled. "Since you've had enough, let's get down to business. Let your men know you're catching up with us here and have them wait in the parking lot. We'll take you out the back door to the place I mentioned." Due to being somewhat intoxicated, Julien was no longer as cautious as he had been earlier. Otherwise, with his status, if Charlie wanted to separate him from his entourag
Charlie calmly said, "You and I have direct contact, but your father doesn't. Whether in theory or practice, you are closer to me. If it weren't for your lack of sincerity, why would I bypass you and have Helena establish an indirect connection with your father on my behalf?" "Think about it this way. If you were the owner of a supermarket and you noticed that the person living across the street chose not to shop at your store but instead went to a more distant one, you wouldn't blame the customer. Instead, you'd have to reflect on your own shortcomings. Either others offer something you don't, or you're overpriced compared to them, or you provide inferior service despite similar pricing. If you don't examine yourself, you can't simply block the customer and ask why they didn't shop with you, can you?" "You're absolutely right, Mr. Wade..." Julien nodded repeatedly in shame. "From now on, I'll be 100% honest with you without the slightest bit of concealment." "We'll see." Charlie
After saying that, Julien looked up at Charlie, his expression suddenly turning a bit uneasy. He quickly added, "Please don't misunderstand me. What I said has nothing to do with anyone here, especially not you." Charlie smirked and said, "Your words seem to have a hidden meaning. Are you implying that I've bullied your family?" "No!" Julien hurriedly replied. "Absolutely not!" Julien, taking advantage of the fact that they were already drinking, decided to pour himself a full glass, downed it in one gulp, and, emboldened by the alcohol, said with a grievance-filled tone, "Mr. Wade, there's no one else here, so let me speak from the heart. Your sending Helena back to New York to make a comeback really put me in a tough spot! I personally went to bring Helena over, and what you originally told me wasn't like this at all. You said that if I helped you, my father would be so shocked that I would be named the successor to the family head. But I never expected you to have Helena deliv
"You're looking for someone?" Charlie raised his eyebrows upon hearing Julien's remarks and, with a faintly amused expression, curiously asked, "What kind of person would require an heir as wealthy as yourself to personally come to Oskia? Could it be that you're searching for a long-lost younger son of your family?" Julien chuckled and replied, "You must be kidding, Mr. Wade. Our family values bloodlines above all else—there's no way we could have any lost lineage out there." Lowering his voice intentionally, Julien spoke seriously, "You might have heard that when the American president travels, even a single strand of hair or a drop of saliva must be collected and taken away by designated personnel. The same goes for our family men—every bit of sperm, how it's used, and with whom we spend the night, must be accounted for. Even what's left in the condom is meticulously collected and taken away. Anyone daring to father an illegitimate child outside the family becomes a public enem
Charlie said with a smile, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Don't think I'm intentionally trying to make things hard for you—this is just our tradition. At the start of a banquet, everyone drinks three glasses together." Charlie wasn't lying to Julien. The custom of starting with three drinks was common across most Oskian banquets. However, depending on the region and the average drinking capacity, the type of alcohol and the size of the glasses could vary. For those with high tolerance, it was three glasses of strong liquor with each glass holding at least 50 milliliters. For those with a lower tolerance, it was three glasses of regular beer with each glass holding at least 150 milliliters. Julien knew that Charlie would not lie to him, but he was still a little confused and mumbled, "I... I have also accepted banquets from Oskians, but... but I have never drunk like this." Charlie smiled and said, "Given your status, I bet the people who've hosted you in the past wouldn