<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">The Amazing son inw Chapter 4372</h2>


    Charlie felt reassured about ire’s safety. Abbas had arranged for several female soldiers from Wanlong Pce to provide her with covert protection at the hotel. With this security in ce, he was free to head to New York without worry.


    After breakfast, ire gathered her things, bid farewell to Charlie, and left for school.


    Shortly after ire departed, Charlie received a call from Stefanie Sun, who eagerly inquired, “Brother Charlie, when are you leaving? The helicopter is ready and can pick you up at the hotel anytime!”


    Checking the time, which was just past nine o’clock, Charlie replied, “No need to rush. If you have other matters to attend to, take care of them first. I can wait until noon.”


    Stefanie quickly responded, “I’m not in a hurry! I’m just looking forward to having lunch with you. I’ve already made a reservation at the restaurant!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Surprised, Charlie asked, “Stefanie, don’t you have work during the day?”<fneda6> Read full story at fι?dnοvel</fneda6>


    With a yful smile, Stefanie replied, “I’ve cleared my schedule for today! I’m excited to have lunch with you and then explore a bit in the afternoon. The restaurant is all set!”


    As she spoke, Stefanie added, “Brother Charlie, please start getting ready. I’ll have the helicopter at the hotel rooftop in ten minutes.”


    Reluctantly, Charlie agreed, saying, “Alright, I’ll change my clothes.”


    True to her word, ten minutester, a medium-sized helicopter from a general aviationpanynded on the hotel’s rooftop.


    Once aboard, the helicopter took off swiftly, headed for New York.


    The straight-line distance from Providence to New York is just over 230 kilometers, and the helicopter made the journey in only an hour, soaring over the bustling city.


    The helicopter touched down at a small helipad near Chinatown, New York. As Charlie disembarked, a woman wearing ck sunsses approached him and said, “Mr. Wade, Stefanie is waiting for you at the hotel. Please follow me.”


    Recognizing her as Zuri, Stefanie Sun’s assistant, Charlie nodded and replied, “Thank you for your efforts.”


    Zuri smiled, saying, “Mr. Wade, no need to be so formal.”


    She led Charlie to a Cadic parked beside the helicopter.


    Zuri opened the rear door for Charlie, saying, “Mr. Wade, please get in.”


    “Thank you,” Charlie said, bending down to enter the car, while Zuri took the passenger seat beside the driver.


    The driver, a lean Caucasian man wearing ck tactical sunsses and a single-ear headset, appeared to be a professional bodyguard.


    Once Zuri was settled, she instructed the driver, “Let’s go.”


    With a nod, the driver pulled away, heading toward Chinatown, just a kilometer away.


    Upon arriving in New York’s vibrant Chinatown, Charlie noticed the bustling shops and throngs of pedestrians filling the streets.


    The Cadic came to a stop in front of a nondescript Cantonese roast goose restaurant. Zuri informed Charlie, “Mr. Wade, Stefanie is waiting for you inside, but due to her status, she can’te out to greet you.”


    Charlie nodded, pushing the door open. As he stepped inside, he noticed a sign hanging on the door, piquing his curiosity about why Stefanie, a true Eastcliff native, had chosen a Cantonese roast goose restaurant for their lunch.


    Upon entering, Charlie saw that the first floor was quite small, only about 20 square meters, featuring four booths and a back kitchen filled with hanging roast goose and pigeon.


    There was only a young man in a white outfit using his phone. He looked up and said, “I’m sorry, we’re closed today.”


    Just then, Zuri entered and said, “He’s the guest that Miss Sun invited.”


    Instantly, the young man stood up and eximed, “Oh, it’s Miss Sun’s esteemed guest! Please head to the second floor. Miss Sun has been waiting for you there.”


    Charlie thanked him and ascended the stairs, his curiosity growing.


    On the second floor, he found Stefanie sitting at a square table in the center, facing the stairs.


    Upon seeing Charlie, she enthusiastically waved, “Brother Charlie!”


    At that moment, a gray-haired middle-aged man, seated across from Stefanie with his back to Charlie, turned around. His expression shifted from surprise to respect as he knelt on one knee, sping his fists above his head, and eximed, “Mr. Wade!”