Charlie smiled reassuringly before saying, “Don’t worry. I’ll give it my all and reach out to them for help. Who knows? Someone might be willing to assist me. They have more power and capability than we do, so their connections could be invaluable. Maybe they can help figure out what happened to Mom.”


    ire let out a sigh of relief, gratitude evident in her voice as she replied, “Charlie, thank you so much for everything!”


    With a warm smile, Charlie responded, “Silly girl. I’m your husband; you don’t need to be so formal with me!”<fnf118> Latest content published on f?ndnovel</fnf118>


    As he spoke, Charlie gently patted her shoulder and continued, “Let’s have dinner first, okay? Afterward, I’ll reach out to some of my friends to see if they’re willing to help. If they’re not, I’ll plead with them. No matter what it takes, I promise to bring Mom back home safely!”


    ire nodded enthusiastically, feelingforted and relieved by his words.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Previously, ire had felt isted in her concern for her mother’s disappearance, but with Charlie’s unwavering support, she felt a weight lift off her shoulders.


    Charlie couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of empathy for ire. He could see how much she had been struggling with the worry over ine’s absence. He feared that if he didn’t bring ine home soon, something terrible might happen to ire before ine could even face any serious issues in the detention center.


    Thus, he resolved to put his n into action the following day. He had already devised a strategy to ensure ine’s release from the detention center by the day after tomorrow.


    Afterforting ire, Charlie led her downstairs to the dining room.


    In the dining room, Jacob and Matilda had prepared an impressive spread of dishes.


    At that moment, Paul stood nearby, opening a bottle of precious Kweichow Moutai aged liquor. When he noticed Charlie and ireing down the stairs, he quickly asked, “Mr. Wade, would you like to share a drink with me?”


    Charlie offered a slight smile as he replied, “Sure, I’ll join you for a drink or two tonight.”


    ire, however, leaned in to remind him softly, “Aren’t you nning to look for your friends after dinner? You shouldn’t drink too much now, or you won’t be able to driveter!”


    Charlie smiled back, reassuring her, “It’s fine; I’ll take a cab after I drink. Since this is Paul’s first visit to our home as a guest, it would be impolite not to share a drink with him.”


    ire considered his words and nodded slightly, saying, “Alright, as long as you won’t be drinking and driving.”


    Just then, Jacob emerged from the kitchen carrying a pot of minced beef soup, cing it on the dining table. Spotting ire, he smiled and said, “Oh, ire! You must try all the dishes Aunt Matilda has prepared. I sneaked a taste of a few, and I can tell you, her cooking is absolutely fantastic!”


    However, ire felt no appetite at all, especially since the meal was prepared by her mother’s former love rival. Reluctantly, she sat down at the dining table to be polite for her father’s sake.


    At that moment, Matilda stepped out of the kitchen, taking off her apron and carrying bowls and chopsticks. She smiled as she saw Charlie and ire at the table, saying, “I apologize for making you wait so long for dinner!”


    Then, looking at Charlie and ire, she added, “You must be hungry by now. Why don’t you pick up your chopsticks and try some of the dishes I made?”


    The dining table was adorned with an array of home-cooked dishes from Southaven, all lovingly prepared by Matilda. There was steamed fish in vinegar sauce, braised shrimp, braised pork belly, stewed fish head with bean curd, sautéed eel, and more.


    The presentation of these dishes was truly remarkable, resembling those crafted by professional chefs at restaurants.


    Matilda felt a twinge of regret as she mentioned, “There was supposed to be another stir-fried shrimp dish, which is my specialty, but we got so caught up in the kitchen that it burned. I’ll have to make it for you another time.”


    As she recalled the stir-fried shrimp, Matilda’s thoughts drifted to the moment when Jacob had unexpectedly hugged her in the kitchen, causing a blush to creep onto her cheeks…<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>