<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">The Amazing son inw Chapter 3078-3079</h2>


    When Rishab learned that Charlie nned to break his legs and force him to crawl to Eastcliff, his excitement was palpable.


    Having been part of Eastcliff’s second-generation elite for over 20 years, Rishab understood the dynamics of this circle. Though individuals here often exuded arrogance and ruthlessness towards outsiders, they usually softened their demeanor when dealing with each other.


    For instance, Rishab himself had a history of bullying weaker individuals, even breaking their legs on asion. Yet, such actions were typically reserved for those with far less power. When it came to interactions within the circle, maintaining some semnce of respect was the norm.


    After all, everyone in this wealthy and influential circle frequently crossed paths in business, which necessitated a degree of camaraderie and respect.


    This unspoken rule was well-known among the elite, but Rishab noticed that Charlie seemed indifferent to these established norms.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Unable to suppress his panic, Rishab eximed, “Charlie, if you really do this, my family won’t forgive you. You’ll find yourself ostracized by everyone in the circle. Alternatively, I can bow down and apologize, and I’m willing to offer you a little something extra to let me go!”


    Charlie responded with a nk expression, “I’ve alreadyid out two choices for you. Now, it’s time for you to make a decision. You have just a few minutes. If you don’t choose, your first option will turn into three years, while the second option remains unchanged.”


    Seeing that Charlie was unmoved, Rishab frantically shouted into the phone, “Auntie, could you please help me out a bit?”


    Cynthia Wade sighed and replied, “Rishab, my advice is to pick the first option quickly. If you dy, it’ll go from two years to three. I worry you might not be able to handle that…”<fn62e1> ??? ????? ???????s ??? ?????s??? ?? findnovel</fn62e1>


    Cynthia then added, “You should steer clear of the second choice. Don’t underestimate Charlie’s resolve. If he says something, he will stick to it. Just look at Sam—after crossing Charlie, he ended up riding a bike from Eastcliff to Aurous Hill, living in a filthy shantytown. His life is worse than that of a beggar…”


    Since being educated about Charlie’s capabilities, Cynthia had been discreetly investigating him. The more she learned, the more apprehensive she became. As someone with experience, she wanted to guide Rishab toward the best possible decision.


    In her view, the best course of action for Rishab was to quickly ept Charlie’s first choice; otherwise, the situation would only deteriorate further.


    When Rishab heard Cynthia mention Sam, he was taken aback. He and Sam had always had a good rtionship, yet Sam had suddenly gone off the rails, donning a green helmet and riding a bicycle from Eastcliff. Everyone spected he had lost his mind, but Rishab now realized this was another consequence of Charlie’s influence…


    This revtion deepened Rishab’s jealousy towards Charlie.


    However, the thought of bing a seaman for two years was unbearable. For someone like him, who was ustomed to a life of luxury and leisure, the prospect of enduring a monotonous existence at sea was akin to a nightmare.


    Just when Rishab was at a loss, Charlie reminded him, “Time is almost up!”


    Panic surged through Rishab. He was torn—should he choose the first option? He didn’t want to be toyed with by Charlie, yet he held onto the hope that his father might intervene and rescue him.


    While he hesitated, Cynthia Wade urged him urgently, “Rishab, take the best option avable! If you wait too long, you might lose the chance for negotiation entirely!”


    Her words suddenly struck a chord with Rishab.


    Cynthia was right. Even if he still hoped for a chance at negotiation, he needed to secure the best terms he could now; otherwise, dying would only worsen his situation.


    With that realization, he quickly told Charlie, “I choose the first option!”


    Charlie nodded and smiled, “But since a minute has passed, the first option now entails going to sea as a seaman for three years. During this time, you will not be allowed to disembark.”


    Rishab felt his legs give way as despair washed over him. “Charlie, I beg you—stop ying games with me! I chose the first option. Surely that should suffice for two years?”


    Charlie replied with a tone of regret, “I’m sorry, but the rules of this game cannot be bent. The first choice now stands at three years. I’ll give you another minute to think it over. Decide whether you want to ept it or not, but I must warn you…”