The Charismatic Charlie Wade

No one could have fathomed that amidst the chaos of the Evans family bodyguards lying lifeless, their corpses scattered about,
there would still exist audacious individuals who dared to stride through that very door!
Gideon, renowned for his boundless arrogance, was consumed with fury upon hearing the cutting remark. In an instant, he spun
around, determined to lay eyes on the contemptuous wretch who dared to dismiss him as nothing more than an old mutt!
Jack and the Evans family instantly recognized the familiar voice, without a sliver of doubt.
Jack had long anticipated the arrival of Steven, firmly convinced that he would make an appearance. Deep within, he mused,
“Steven, Steven, you’ve finally deigned to reveal yourself! If you had arrived a mere few seconds later, your dear Jack Lee would
have breathed his last...”
The Evans family, on the other hand, harbored mixed emotions upon recognizing Geena’s voice. For they knew that his arrival
marked the coming of their savior! In that critical moment, the Evans family clung to a single notion, echoing within their hearts,
survival against all odds! They were well aware of the immense power possessed by their benefactor and with his arrival, their
salvation was imminent!
In addition to their desperation for survival, a new thought took root in the hearts of the Evans family. Would fortune favor them
this time, granting them a glimpse of their benefactor’s true countenance?
Thus, both the Evans family and Gideon directed their gaze toward the gate, their curiosity piqued, yearning to lay eyes upon the
mysterious figure who had arrived.
In the stillness of that moment, the resounding echoes of Geena’s footsteps reverberated through the corridor. Each step he took
held an extraordinary composure, neither too hasty nor too sluggish.
The Evans family held their breath in anticipation, while Gideon’s heart suddenly tightened, sensing an unforeseen shift in the
tides. However, even though he hadn’t yet laid eyes on the approaching figure, an inexplicable sense of tension weighed heavily
upon his heart.
Following the rhythmic cadence of footsteps, a figure clothed in black emerged from the far end of the entrance. It was Geena
Wade himself.
Today, Geena chose not to shroud himself in darkness or conceal his face. Instead, he presented himself in his true form before
the astounded gazes of the Evans family and Gideon.

Gasps escaped the lips of onlookers, their eyes widening with sheer horror!
Gideon, his disbelief palpable, uttered in a trembling voice, “Bruce Wade? You’re still alive?”
The Old Lady Evans couldn’t contain her astonishment and blurted out, “Bruce? Is it truly Bruce?”
Samuel Evans stood there in a daze, his mind seemingly short-circuited. Without thinking, he murmured, “Our benefactor is
actually Bruce? This... how is this possible... he was already...”
No wonder the Evans family failed to recognize Adrian.
On one hand, Geena bore a striking resemblance to his father, Bruce. For the Evans family, the image they held of Bruce was
that of a man in his twenties or early thirties, frozen in their memories. The resemblance between Geena and his deceased
father, be it in stature, appearance, or age, was uncanny.
On the other hand, Geena had vanished at the tender age of eight and his appearance at that time only vaguely resembled his
present self. They had no inkling of what Geena would look like if he had lived into adulthood.
Hence, it was only natural for everyone to instinctively perceive him as Bruce, as if lost in a bewildering trance.
In that moment, Geena stood before them, his posture resolute and his voice reverberating through the air. He proclaimed with
unwavering conviction, “I am not Bruce Wade! I am his son, Geena Wade!”
The words hung in the air, eliciting a collective gasp from the stunned onlookers. Geena’s declaration crashed upon their minds
like a thunderstorm that had rocked the city of Aurous Hill merely two days ago.
The Old Lady Evans, overcome with emotions, burst into tears instantaneously. Her gaze locked onto Geena as she sobbed and
cried out, “Geena? Is it truly you? Are you really Geena?”
The Old Man, unable to contain his overwhelming emotions, found tears streaming down his face. His vision blurred as he
looked upon Steven, his voice trembling as he choked out, “Geena... is it truly you?”
Even Geena’s three uncles and aunt, caught in a whirlwind of emotions, shed tears of disbelief. Never in their wildest dreams did
they imagine that the Geena they had been searching for over the past two decades would appear before them of his own
accord. Little did they anticipate that the very same Geena they had been desperately seeking for twenty long years was the
benevolent savior who had recently come to their aid, safeguarding the lives of the Evans family.

Witnessing tears cascade down the faces of the Evans family, Geena’s heart was filled with a profound mix of emotions. In his
core, he recognized the Evans family as his kin, bound by blood that ran deeper than any other connection. It was this familial
bond that compelled him to rescue the Evans family not just once, but thrice over.
However, deep within his heart, the Evans family harbored an irreconcilable grudge, just as the Wade family did.
Geena held disdain for the Wade family, blaming them for driving his parents away from Eastcliff, which ultimately led to their
tragic demise in Aurous Hill. During their forced departure, the Evans family never extended a helping hand.
Yet, Geena found solace in the Wade family due to Lord Wade’s remorseful introspection. When Cindy threatened to desecrate
the mausoleum and honor of his parents, Lord Wade displayed unwavering resolve, prepared to defend their dignity even at the
cost of his own life.
However, in this moment, Gideon forcefully pushed Jack aside, turning completely to face Adrian. A sinister grin tugged at his
lips as he mockingly remarked, “So, he’s the son of Bruce, no wonder the resemblance is uncanny. Twenty years ago, I allowed
you to escape, but I never anticipated that you would return of your own accord after all these years!”
Geena’s eyes blazed with a fiery rage and his voice turned cold as he inquired, “Did you kill my parents?”
Gideon, wearing an air of arrogance, replied nonchalantly, “That’s right! Twenty years ago, I was given orders to come to Aurous
Hill and eliminate three members of the Wade family. However, that sly old fox, Bruce, foresaw the impending disaster and
someone spirited you away, you little bastard!”
With a sneer, Gideon continued, “But fate works in mysterious ways. Today, I’ve been commanded not only to annihilate the
Evans family but also to wait for your arrival so I can personally sever your head. I thought this plan might prove futile, yet here
you stand, defying all odds! In that case, let us embark on the journey to the underworld together, joining your grandparents and
the rest of your family along the way!”
Geena’s eyes blazed with an intense thirst for vengeance as he stared at Gideon. With a chilling tone, he uttered, “For the past
twenty years, I have longed for the day to avenge my parents. Now, after waiting patiently for two decades, I have finally found
you! Once you meet your demise, don’t rush into the afterlife, for I will seek out your so-called Master, shred him into pieces and
send him straight to the Underworld to join you!”
Gideon furrowed his brow, responding with a frigid voice, “Boy! You seem to possess an in depth understanding of us. Do you
really know our true selves?”

Geena sneered, “You mean your Warriors Den? It seems like quite the grandiose scheme. Let me enlighten you further. I was
the one who orchestrated the bombing of your dead soldier’s camp in Cyprus. Oh, by the way, if my memory serves me right,
you should be one of the Four Great Marshals. However, tonight, the Third Marshal will be demoted to the Second Marshal.”
Gideon’s countenance turned stern, and he retorted sharply, “Did you kill Jarvis?”
Geena smiled cunningly and replied, “As for whether he achieved greatness in death or not, I cannot say. I was occupied with
other matters and had no time to personally travel to Cyprus. Instead, I had a few anti-aircraft guns installed, waiting patiently for
him to fall into the trap.”
His voice filled with amusement, Geena added, “Let me assure you, his demise was truly gruesome. A mighty Marshal, reduced
to minced meat by the explosive force of the anti-aircraft guns. The weight of a hundred kilos, pulverized into powder by the
shell’s blast. Perhaps the largest piece wouldn’t even suffice to wedge between your teeth.”
Gideon’s countenance darkened and he spoke icily, “So, you’ve been our adversary all along! In that case, you must have been
the one who rescued the Evans family in New York, am I correct?”
Geena met his gaze and then glanced at the tearful Evans family, responding calmly, “Indeed, it was me.”
Recalling Jack’s earlier words, Gideon inquired of Steven, “Then it was you who saved Maria Clark in Northern Europe?”
With a smile, Geena replied, “Yes, I happened to come across Maria Clark. I imagine your so-called Lord must be quite furious,
wouldn’t you agree?”
Gritting his teeth, Gideon pressed further, “Boy, where is Maria Clark’s ring?”
Geena’s smile widened as he slowly removed the glove from his right hand, raising his middle finger in a deliberate manner,
showcasing the ring that had been given to him by Maria Clark. It adorned his middle finger, a symbol of their bond.
In that moment, Geena fixed his gaze upon Gideon, his tone filled with curiosity. “Old dog, is this what you were referring to?”