Charlie was genuinely taken aback when these individuals surprised him with a plethora of gifts.


    What astonished him even more was the sheer value of these gifts.


    Each of the sports cars was priced at a staggering forty million dors.


    Additionally, the wine sses, dating back to the Ming Dynasty, were valued at over fifty to sixty million dors.


    As if that wasn’t enough, Jasmine had even presented him with a cheque for one hundred million dors.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    To bepletely honest, Charlie felt quite indifferent towards these extravagant gifts.


    For one, he found sports cars to be ostentatious and didn’t have much appreciation for them.


    He also didn’t care for the wine sses, as he rarely used such items.


    Regarding the cheque, he recognized that money was thest thing he needed in life.


    However, noticing the eager anticipation on the faces of the four individuals, Charlie paused for a moment and decided to ept their gifts with a sense of indifference. “Alright, I will ept these gifts. Thank you,” he said.


    Since they wanted to express their gratitude and follow in his footsteps, it seemed appropriate for him to ept.


    Relief washed over everyone when they saw Charlie agree to ept their gifts.


    Charlie casually tucked the one hundred million dor cheque and the two smart bracelet keys into his pocket, setting aside the box of wine sses. He then dered, “Okay, let’s eat now!”


    Everyone quickly responded, “Eat! Let’s eat!”


    At that moment, Don Albert stood up and said, “Mr. Wade, I will continue to keep watch outside the door.”


    Charlie nodded, not insisting that Albert stay.


    He understood that the people at the table might not befortable with Albert dining with them.


    After all, despite Albert’s good character, he was still a mob boss, while the rest were among the wealthiest individuals in town.


    ***


    After the meal, Charlie politely declined Jasmine’s offer to drive him home, opting to walk back instead.


    Jasmine expressed her gratitude once more before getting behind the wheel of her limited edition Bentley and driving back to her vi.


    As she held the steering wheel with one hand and the two magical pills in the other, Jasmine contemted whether to give both pills to her grandfather or keep one for herself.<fne1d8> Original content can be found at find?novel</fne1d8>


    If she decided to give both to her grandfather, she would feel a pang of regret for missing out on the magical pill herself.


    On the other hand, if she kept one, she worried that her grandfather might be angry if he found outter.


    After weighing her options, her desire for the magical pill ultimately outweighed her concerns. Jasmine carefully ced the magical pill in the glovepartment of her car, deciding to hold onto the second pill for now. If she ever needed it in the future, she would use it; if not, she would consider giving it to her grandfather if he needed it.


    She believed that if she could save her grandfather’s life twice with the magical pill, he would surely treat her differently thereafter.


    Upon arriving back at the vi, Lord Moore was waiting eagerly on the sofa for Jasmine’s return.


    Although Charlie had previously visited and saved his life, Lord Moore’s physical condition had not improved significantly; he still felt weak and fragile. After a few days of rest, he was starting to feel a bit better, but he still required assistance to stand or walk.


    For a proud and arrogant man like him, these physical limitations were a source of deep regret.


    Consequently, he was cing all his hopes on the miraculous pill created by Mr. Wade to restore his health and vitality.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>