The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Greyson sneered contemptuously. “Hey, think about it. You’re a married man, so I’d advise you not to mess around and not to
nurse any illicit passion for other women! If that shrew wife of yours knows about it, she will not spare you!”
Jacob was incensed by his ridicule that he blurted, “Hey, Greyson Tate, what the heck are you talking about?! I don’t mess
around, and I definitely don’t nurse any illicit passion for anyone! Don’t you dare make oblique accusations just because you
have some dirty money in your pockets! Don’t bring the old soldier with me, I’m not buying it!”
Matilda felt extremely awkward with the ridiculous exchanges and she started to growl, “Could you guys shut up, please? What
did I just say earlier? We’re here today for the reunion, not to watch you fight like rabid dogs! If you guys still behave like this, I’ll
leave then!”
Jacob whined innocently, “Matilda, you heard him, it’s this old fart who’s fanning the flames!”
Greyson was a renowned businessman in Hong Kong who was used to being flattered. He was agitated when Jacob referred to
him as an old fart, so he slapped the table, stood up, and shouted, “Hey, Jacob, who the hell are you calling an old fart?”
Jacob glared at him in great dismay and said, “You! So what?”
Greyson sneered, “Do you think that I won’t touch you just because we are college mates? You’ll regret it if you get on my
nerves. Don’t say that I didn’t warn you, but do you really think that I will let you, the lowly local earthworm, bully me after I return
from Hong Kong? What do you have to fight against me anyway?”
Jacob instantly shrunk sheepishly. Honestly speaking, he had nothing to fight against him—he didn’t even have ten grand in his
bank! Even the villa he lived in was a reward from Charlie’s scam, which was basically nothing compared to a well-to-do
businessman like Greyson. He was not on par with Greyson if he really annoyed him.
Just when the fight halted in awkward silence, Paul quickly said, “Uncles, my mother has organized the reunion today, so could
you please stop quarreling for my mother’s sake?”
Jacob hurriedly uttered, “Okay, Paul, I won’t stoop to the same level as him for your sake.”
Greyson growled irritably, “Oh, after calling me names like that, this is how you want to get out of this? Do you believe me if I
said I’ll slap you right now?”
A layer of frosty ice hovered Matilda’s face as she chided, “Greyson, what do you want? If you insist on creating chaos, I have no
choice but to ask you to leave.”

Greyson was annoyed. He was insulted, but why was Matilda not taking his side?
Jacob, on the other hand, felt embarrassed too. How should he respond to Greyson’s threat? Should he charge at him? But what
if he really did slap him?
Right this moment, an old man in his sixties walked into the suite. He looked at Paul and said, “Mr. Paul, the food is ready, do
you want them to be served now?”
Paul was shocked to see him. “Oh, Uncle Oscar, why are you here in person?”
The mention of ‘Uncle Oscar’ sent a shock wave across the suite!
Uncle Oscar? The Moore family’s chief butler, Uncle Oscar?
Everyone knew that Uncle Oscar was a great figure with an astonishing reputation in Aurous Hill!