As Charlie reminisced about his first encounter with Jasmine, he couldn’t help but feel that it was a wonderfully strange experience.


    If he hadn’t visited Vintage Deluxe with his father-inw that day, he might never havee across the Apocalyptic Book.


    Without that book, he would have remained simply Mr. Wade instead of attaining the title of Master Wade.


    He much preferred being called Master Wade, a title he had earned through his strength and skills. In contrast, Mr. Wade was merely abel tied to hisst name,cking any personal significance; it represented his family rather than himself.


    Thus, Charlie believed everything had happened for a reason, and it was all meant to unfold this way.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    It seemed he was destined to meet Jasmine and to acquire the Apocalyptic Book.


    Turning to Jasmine, he spoke earnestly, “Honestly, when two people meet, it feels like a significant event. Perhaps many things are preordained without us even realizing it.”


    Jasmine blushed and replied softly, “Master Wade, are you suggesting that we were meant to cross paths? That our meeting was fate?”<fn9ddb> This content belongs to Find_Novel(.</fn9ddb>


    “Yes,” Charlie said, offering a warm smile. “It takes a hundred years of good fortune to share a boat with someone, which only signifies a chance encounter. To evolve from being acquaintances to friends, that requires two or three hundred years of fate, don’t you think?”


    Jasmine nodded, her voice gentle as she responded, “Master Wade, you always express yourself so mysteriously. Do brilliant minds like you genuinely believe in concepts like fate and destiny?”


    Charlie smiled and replied, “I didn’t always believe in it, but after experiencing certain events, I slowly began to ept it.”


    Then, waving his hand dismissively, he continued, “Enough of that; it’s somewhat dull. Let’s shift the focus to you. Now that you’re at the helm of the Moore family, what’s your next step?”


    Jasmine switched to a serious tone, stating, “I know many people are unhappy with my position as the patriarch, so I need time to solidify my role and guide the family forward. If I can lead our business empire to rapid growth and generate more ie for my family, I’m confident they will recognize my abilities and support me in the end.”


    Charlie nodded slightly, responding in a thoughtful tone, “Your perspective is spot on. For most, the primary goal is to earn more money.”


    He added, “Now is a prime opportunity for the Moore family to advance. The Webb family is clearly losing its influence, and the top family in the South Region is now vacant. I believe this is the perfect time for the Moore family to rise.”


    Jasmine agreed, “Yes, I feel the same way. I was considering going out to explore and conduct some research to see if I could expand the family business. Ideally, I would like to find new partners to coborate with.”


    Charlie inquired, “Is there anything I can do to assist you? If you need my help, just let me know.”


    Jasmine quickly replied, “Oh no, Master Wade, you’ve already helped me immensely. I couldn’t possibly ask for more. If there’s anything I can do for you, please don’t hesitate to ask; I’m eager to repay your kindness!”


    Charlie smiled, saying, “There’s no need to keep saying that. If I require your assistance, I will certainly let you know.”


    Jasmine nodded shyly, responding, “Okay, Master Wade, I understand.”


    Charlie gently acknowledged her response, adding, “Jasmine, when you return home, please give the Rejuvenating Pill directly to your grandfather. I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to receive it.”


    Jasmine enthusiastically replied, “Yes, I will!”


    Charlie nced at the time and said, “Oh, it’s gettingte. Let’s head out. I’m sure your grandfather is eagerly waiting for your return.”


    Jasmine felt reluctant to leave. She cherished this rare opportunity to spend time with Charlie, especially in a ce she had loved visiting since childhood.


    In that moment, she longed to take his hand and confess her feelings, but the thought that Charlie was a married man quickly quelled her impulse. With a soft sigh, she murmured, “Okay, Master Wade, let’s go.”


    As they walked back up the stone steps, Jasmine’s heart raced, wondering if Charlie would hold her hand again as he had before.


    She found immense joy in the sensation of his gentle grasp on her hand.