The Charismatic Charlie Wade - Season 5 Episode 19

The young man was outraged when Charlie suddenly stopped Loreen and was so direct with him. He growled, “Okay, jerk, if you want to be killed, be my guest! I’ll strip my last name off if I don’t beat you half to death later!”

Charlie said flatly, “Since you like to show off so much, I can suggest a new last name for you— showoff.”

“Motherfucker!” The young man was so pissed that he was about to jump on Charlie any second now.

Right at this moment, a chubby middle-aged man sprinted towards them with a few brawny guards in tow.

The young man smiled as soon as he laid eyes on the chubby man. “Hey, Mr. Hicks, I haven’t seen you in a few days, you’re getting bigger now. It seems that you have quite an enjoyable life, huh!”

Mr. Hicks giggled and said, “Mr. Lloyd, how can my life be comparable to yours? I’m just one of the menial staff members under Mr. Cameron, unlike you with your big and diversified family business.”

Then, he quickly asked, “By the way, Mr. Lloyd, what’s going on here?”

The young man pointed at Charlie and said coldly, “This jerk here is so pompous. He scratched my car but he doesn’t want to pay me. He has quite a stubborn mouth too, he keeps on babbling and babbling. Settle him!”

Mr. Hicks nodded and eyed Charlie contemptuously. Charlie was wearing ordinary unbranded clothes and he did not have the temperament of a rich kid. In addition, they drove an old-style Mercedes-Benz.

Mr. Hicks concluded that they were not from any strong background, so he put up a cocky tone and said, “Kid, did you bring your senses out with you this morning? Do you know who you’ve offended?”

“Who?” Charlie asked indifferently.

Mr. Hicks looked at the young man and said, “He is Marcus Lloyd, the son of the multimillion-dollar Lloyd family. He’s someone you can’t touch!”

Then, he added coldly, “If you don’t want to get into trouble, listen to me. Pay him the money and move your car away, don’t waste Mr. Lloyd’s time.”

Charlie frowned in agitation. “You’re so funny. Before you even ask us any questions, you’ve already assumed that it is my fault and you want me to compensate him for the damage, huh?”

Mr. Hicks snorted. “Oh my, another pathetic loser. Look around you, dog. Look at all the cars parked here, then look at your car! Which of the cars here are less than two hundred grand? What makes you think that you can park your crippled Merc here?”

Charlie looked around. “Well, I don’t see a sign saying you can’t park a car costing under two hundred grand.”

“What the fuck!” Sensing Charlie’s ignorance, Marcus kicked the taillights of the Mercedes-Benz hard and it broke.

Then, he cursed, “Damn it, I’ve had enough of you! Who do you think you are, babbling here like a mad dog, pathetic jerk? I’ll break your legs if you don’t shut up right now! You don’t want to pay me the money? Fine! Let those two idiot ladies keep me company tonight then!”

Marcus stretched his arms, trying to grab Claire, who was standing next to Charlie.

Charlie frowned in dismay. He stood in front of Claire and Loreen, grabbed Marcus’s arms, and pushed him away.

The enraged Marcus shouted, “Motherfucker, how dare you fight back! It’s their honor that I look up to them. If you try to stop me again, I’ll kill you! Do you hear me?”

Charlie squinted his eyes slightly, cold and sharp. He glared at Marcus and said, “Don’t burn any bridges, you’re only pushing yourself to a dead end.”

Marcus pushed Charlie back and shouted, “Wow, bastard, you want to be a hero, huh? I want to burn all the bridges, what can you do to me?”

Mr. Hicks gestured at the guards to surround Charlie and the others. He warned, “Loser, let go of Mr. Lloyd right now! If you hurt him, you’re gonna pay for it!”

Ignoring him, Charlie raised his leg and kicked directly on Marcus’s stomach, sending him flying.

Marcus felt a sharp pain coming from his stomach as if his intestines had been smashed. He growled loudly, “Mr. Hicks, kill him! Damn it, he kicked me! Kill him! I’ll be responsible for everything!”

Just when Mr. Hicks wanted to give the order, there was a voice coming from inside.