This way, she wouldn’t be able to delete it, even if she wanted to.


    In the next moment, the sound of crackling and smashing filled the air continuously. The brand-new Maserati was quickly reduced to a heap of twisted metal.


    Marcus felt a shudder run through him. He realized he had made a grave mistake this time, so he wrapped his arms around Albert’s leg and begged, “Uncle Rhodes, I’m truly sorry! Please, forgive me!”


    “Forgive your head!” Albert responded with a hard kick to Marcus’s chest. He then turned to Charlie and inquired, “Master Wade, how would you like me to handle this?”


    Charlie nced at Marcus, disappointment evident on his face, and smirked, “Well, this kid certainly has some personality. He enjoys cursing and spewing nonsense with that filthy mouth of his. Speaking of which, I heard that a couple of guys were dragged to the restroom to lick urinals not too long ago for simr reasons. Are you aware of that?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Of course, he was!


    This incident took ce at Glorious Club. Jeffrey Weaver had brought a girl with him and ended up offending Master Wade. As punishment, Oscar, the head butler of the Moore family, forced them to lick eight urinals. The story spread through Aurous Hill like wildfire and quickly became a joke among the locals.


    Oscar was careful not to reveal Charlie’s identity, so no one knew who Jeffrey and hispanion had offended to receive such a humiliating punishment.


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    Now, Charlie’s words sent a wave of fear through him.


    No, he absolutely did not want to end up like Jeffrey. The thought of licking urinals in the men’s restroom was unbearable…


    He crawled towards Charlie, pleading, “Please, Master Wade, I’m really sorry for looking down on you. I beg for your forgiveness! Look at my car; it’s destroyed. Please spare me…”


    Charlie offered a faint smile. “Just a little while ago, you seemed to enjoy calling me a ‘pathetic jerk.’ It appears you have a particr fondness for that phrase, don’t you?”


    “Oh, no, no!” Marcus eximed, waving his hands and shaking his head vigorously. “I’m the pathetic jerk! That’s me!”


    Charlie nodded, “Alright then, since you recognize that you’re the pathetic jerk, perhaps you should engrave those very words on your forehead so that everyone else knows too. What do you think?”


    Marcus dropped to his knees, crying out, “Master Wade, please have mercy! I’m willing to offer you five million! No, make it ten! Please!”


    Charlie shook his head. “I may be poor, but my mind is not. I have no interest in your money. Besides, you frightened my wife. Do you honestly think that a little cash can fix that?”


    He then asked, “Albert, do you have a knife?”


    Albert signaled to his men, who quickly produced a sharp folding dagger.


    Albert respectfully handed the dagger to Charlie and said, “Master Wade, please go ahead.”


    “Please go ahead?” Charlie looked at him in disbelief. “Do you think a worthless pathetic jerk like him is worth me getting my hands dirty?”


    Albert gasped in shock, suddenly realizing the magnitude of his mistake!


    Indeed, he should not have allowed Master Wade’s hands to be sullied by Marcus’s filthy blood, let alone suggest engraving words on his forehead!


    He quickly responded, “Okay, Master Wade, I’ll take care of it!”


    Charlie nodded and urged, “Make the engraving a little deeper. I want him to carry this scar for the rest of his life!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>