The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Unlike the rough and straightforward Don Albert, who took the medicine himself, Rose had to kneel down, place the medicine on
the country’s head, take it, knock his head on the ground and thank Master Wade for giving the medicine. It was quite an ordeal.
After sighing, Rose said to them, “Grandpa and grandma, take the pill now and then we can eat. We’ve talked for so long and I’m
already starving!”
The rest of the Evans family and Jack stared at the elders with wide eyes, watching intently to witness the Rejuvenation Pill’s
effects firsthand. Even Rose’s uncle, Desmond, had only seen the effect of taking a quarter of a Rejuvenation Pill at the auction
but never saw the full effect of taking the entire pill.
The two old couples exchanged glances, eager to see the legendary effects of the Rejuvenation Pill on each other’s faces.
The Rejuvenation Pill, however, never disappointed anyone. As the medicine took effect, it was like watching a fast-forward slide
show.
The snow-white hair of the old couple rapidly turned mottled black and the deep wrinkles on their faces seemed to fill in. Their
slack skin tightened, as if gravity had been defied.
They both stared at each other, experiencing a rapid Rejuvenation. The memories they couldn’t grasp before flooded back
instantly, yet they didn’t feel overwhelmed. Everything that had collapsed seemed to rebuild quickly in their minds.
The Lady felt a significant improvement in her physical condition, making her feel like she did twenty years ago. But this journey
through time also brought back painful memories of her beloved daughter and son-in-law, who were killed twenty years ago.
Seeing the Rejuvenation of his partner who had aged together with him, the old man couldn’t hold back his emotions and began
to cry silently.
The others, not having experienced the Rejuvenation themselves, assumed these were tears of joy and joined in, thinking the
elders were just overjoyed. They tried to comfort them, but it took some time for the old couple to regain composure.
Desmond said, “Dad and Mom, why are you two still crying? You both look so much younger all of a sudden. We should be
celebrating!”
Tece echoed, “Yes! Dad and Mom, your facial features have gone back at least ten years. It’s incredible!”
The two elderly exchanged a look, understanding the reason behind each other’s tears.

The old man wiped away his tears and gently embraced the Lady, comforting her like a child, “It’s okay, don’t cry. Today is a day
of great joy, so let’s stop crying in front of Rose!”
The Lady nodded, forcing a smile, “You’re right, no more tears. Rose must be hungry, so let’s eat! I’ve waited for this meal for
twenty years, I can’t wait another minute!”
The chefs of Heaven Springs worked their magic, crafting a plethora of delectable dishes that tantalized the taste buds.
George, no stranger to the delights of Heaven Springs, was not taken aback by the culinary mastery on display. However, amidst
the array of flavors, it was the eggplant dish prepared by his grandmother that transported him back to his cherished childhood
memories.
The joyous atmosphere of the Evans family was infectious as they raised their wine glasses, toasting and celebrating the reunion
with Abraham.
Laughter and excitement filled the air as the family members savored their wine, delving into conversations. They inquired about
the details of Rose’s life over the years, and in return, they enthusiastically shared the achievements and events that had shaped
the Evans family.
As the evening progressed, stories of Rose’s heroic feats in saving the Evans family from perilous situations emerged, sparking
admiration and gratitude from all present.
In the midst of the revelry, Rose took the opportunity to voice his concerns about potential threats looming over the family. He
revealed his suspicions that the Warriors Den might have covertly infiltrated the Evans family, possibly using informants to
monitor their every move. To counter this threat, Rose had entrusted Don Albert to block external signals, ensuring their safety.
“I’m convinced that the traitor won’t be someone obvious within the Evans family itself,” Rose asserted. “It’s more likely that they
are individuals very close to us, perhaps even among those who settled here after my parents left the United States.”
Grandpa Evans nodded gravely, recalling a previous incident involving Amelia, who had entered the family’s life shortly after
Rose’s parents passed away. “You might be right, George, that incident with Amelia still haunts us. It seems that the Warriors
Den had already started their infiltration then.”
Rose nodded, his mind focused on the possible link between his parent’s past and the current threat. “Before my parents left the
United States, they seemed to have no involvement with the Warriors Den. It’s likely that any connection lies within that period
and the Warriors Den has a unique pattern of operating, they only deploy their own trusted operatives for missions...”

“These ‘own people’ are fiercely loyal, be it the Dead Soldiers, the Cavalry Guards, or the members strategically placed in
different countries and professions. This leads me to believe that the informants within the family are most likely among those
who arrived after my parents left the United States. We must thoroughly investigate them.”
The old man’s brow furrowed, deep in thought. “There were only two individuals who settled down after your parent’s departure.
One is your so-called third aunt and the other is Tece’s husband...”
At that moment, he glanced up at Tece, his mind racing with thoughts.
Tece, too, suddenly felt a surge of nerves and blurted out, “Dad, Eddie shouldn’t be doubted, right? His family has a long history
in the United States, just like ours. Plus, we’ve known each other in the business field. Over the years, we’ve grown closer...”
Samuel Evans spoke gravely, “Tece, we mustn’t underestimate the cunning of our adversaries. We can’t afford to be
overconfident in this matter.”
Tece’s expression turned uneasy. She had known her husband for more than a decade and their daughter was now twelve years
old.