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    “Alright!” Jon Wade nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. “I promise to treat you well from now on.”


    Brenden Wade, looking puzzled, couldn’t help but ask, “By the way, Brother Jon, you’ve already given Charlie quite a lot of respect by picking him up. Why do you refer to him as your sister-inw? After all, she’s a princess from the Nordic royal family. Isn’t it a bit embarrassing for him to be picked up by a disabled man like Charlie?”


    With a sneer, Jon Wade replied, “I want him to see Helena with his own eyes and realize just how much better I am than him! Stefanie Sun from the Sun family is attractive, but when ites to looks and grace, she simply can’tpare to Helena.”


    “That’s for sure!” Brenden Wade sighed, adding, “Just considering her figure alone puts Helena leagues ahead of Stefanie. Honestly, European women have an innate advantage in their physique. Just look at my sister-inw’s long, slender legs—they follow the golden ratio perfectly!”


    As he spoke, Brenden Wade gazed at Jon Wade with envy, earnestly stating, “Brother Jon, you’re truly fortunate to have her…”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Jon Wade felt a surge of joy at Brenden Wade’s high praise for Helena. Every man has a bit of vanity, and hearing Brendenmend his fiancée filled Jon Wade with pride.


    Helena was indeed remarkable. Even for someone like Jon Wade, a top-tier rich second-generation with experience with many women, he waspletely captivated by her at first sight.


    This admiration was precisely why Jon Wade was eager to take Helena to see Charlie. He wanted Charlie to grasp the vast difference between them as soon as he arrived in Eastcliff.


    …


    Before long, Stephen Thompson arranged for a luxurious motorcade featuring eight Rolls-Royces, including an ultra-long customized sedan.


    This extended vehicle was specially designed for the Wade Family by Rolls-Royce, measuring nearly eight meters in length. Inside, it resembled a mini nightclub,plete with plush sofas, top-notch speakers, and a dedicated wine bar.


    At that moment, Helena stepped out of the vi. Jon Wade moved forward and courteously said, “Helena, let’s take the middle extended car together; it’s much morefortable.”


    Helena nced at the elongated Rolls-Royce, frowned slightly, and responded, “I’m sorry, but I haven’t been able to rest well these past few days due to jetg. I think I need some time alone. If it’s not too much trouble, could you please ride with Brenden Wade? I’ll take the back car by myself.”<fnc6a0> Follow current nov?ls on fin?novel</fnc6a0>


    Jon Wade was taken aback by Helena’s willingness to sacrifice herfort. He thought it would be eptable if she didn’t want to ride in the extended car, but why did she have to be alone? It seemed unreasonable to not let him share the ride.


    However, since Helena had made her decision, Jon Wade couldn’t object. He reluctantly escorted her to the back car before joining Brenden Wade in the extended Rolls-Royce, feeling somewhat irritated.


    …


    The convoy made its way to the airport in an orderly fashion. Inside the extended Rolls-Royce, Jon Wade expressed his annoyance to Brenden Wade: “Go ahead and open a bottle of red wine for me.”


    Noticing Jon Wade’s displeasure, Brenden Wade carefully retrieved a bottle of premium red wine from the minibar and asked, “Uh, Brother Jon, do you think my future sister-inw is being a bit cold?”


    Jon Wade didn’t expect Brenden Wade’s words to hit so close to home. With a somber expression, he replied, “Helena does seem a bit distant. I’ve heard she doesn’t often engage with the Nordic royal family, which might be why she’s not very popr—she even lost her crown prince title.”


    Brenden Wade nodded in agreement, saying, “Well, that might be for the best. If she were the crown prince, she wouldn’t be able to marry into the Wade Family. There’s no rush; after all, you can’t rush good things.”


    Jon Wade scoffed, his face tightening with frustration. “Why can’t you eat hot tofu? That’s nonsense! Tofu tastes best when it’s hot! Who eats it cold?”


    He then impatiently urged, “Where’s that wine? Pour it for me quickly.”<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">The Amazing son inw Chapter 3542</h2><h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading"><strong></strong>