The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family

Charlie smiled faintly when he heard the other party's question and said, "You must be Lady Jenson's son, right? My name is Charlie Wade, and my father was an old acquaintance of your father. He asked me to come and see Lady Jenson."

The other party asked in surprise, "Your father knows my father?"

Charlie nodded slightly.

An old lady then slowly walked out from the cooking shed and looked at Charlie somewhat doubtfully as she frowned and asked, "Young man, you know my husband?"

Charlie said, "You must be Lady Jenson, right? My father knows your husband." The old lady hesitated for a moment and then quickly said, "Come in, come in!" With that said, she said to her son, "Jeremy, invite the guests into the house quickly and serve them some water."

The middle-aged man hurriedly opened the door and said politely, "Please come in and have a seat!"

Charlie nodded, thanked him, and then entered the courtyard with Isaac.

The small courtyard was not that big and was only a few dozen square meters in size. There were three wooden rooms and two straw huts, one on the left and one on the right. One had no shelter and only had a straw roof and there was a hearth made of mud underneath. The other was built against the wall and was covered up. The area was not large, and it looked like a toilet.

The three wooden rooms were directly opposite the door. The main room in the middle was wide open, and there were two rooms inside on the left and right which were covered with cloth curtains as doors.

Charlie and Isaac followed the middle-aged man into the main room. There was a long and slender altar table in the middle of the room against the wall. The altar table was black, and its material could not be determined, but it was definitely a very old object.

There were incense burners and a number of tablets on top of the altar, and the names of the people written on the tablets all had the last name 'Jenson'.

There were three Oskian-style portraits hanging on the wall above the altar.noveldrama

The portrait in the center was of a middle-aged man in a green shirt. Although the man was thin, he had a robust spirit. He was standing on a boulder on a hilltop with his hands behind his back. His long beard fluttered in the wind with the hem of his clothes. He was looking up at the sky with an expression that was full of pride and ambition. swnovel

The portrait on the left side was of a child who looked about seven to eight years old, sitting with his legs crossed at a stone table as he read a book on the top of the mountain. The portrait on the right side was a portrait of an old man sitting upright.

Charlie knew about antiques, so he could tell that these paintings were ancient paintings that were quite old.

He could only secretly sigh as he thought to himself, 'Although I don't know whether these three paintings are the works of ancient famous artists these are obviously exquisite works at a glance. It can be O

concluded that they are not ordinary products, and each of these works would cost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars. It should be easy to get a million dollars for these three paintings.' swnovel

'One million dollars is not a small amount for ordinary people. Since the three paintings hanging in the old lady's house are so valuable, why was her son tricked into going to Mexico to become a seaman? The old lady and her son also nearly died in a foreign country...'

Charlie had even more doubts.

However, he could also deduce that his own guess yesterday was right. Although the old lady was currently living in poverty, there had been orderly succession in her family for more than a thousand years, so this meant that her family background was definitely extraordinary!

The middle-aged man looked at these two well-dressed young men and was somewhat nervous. He pointed at the low wooden table and stools in the middle of the hall and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Please have a seat. I'm really sorry for the poor conditions ofour house. I'll get you some water now." swnovel