“Charlie, is this really true? Did the White family actually give you this villa?” Jacob asked, his voice filled with surprise as he finally processed the situation.

“Yes, Dad,” Charlie replied with a smile.

“This… you…” Jacob stammered, still feeling as if he were in a dream.

Claire rushed to her father’s side and suggested, “Dad, why don’t you sit down and take a breather? Mr. White has explained everything, and it’s clear now that this villa rightfully belongs to Charlie.”

Claire emphasized “rightfully belongs” to ensure her relatives understood her point clearly.

Hannah pressed her hand to her chest in disbelief and muttered, “The White family must be out of their minds! If they were going to give the villa to someone, why not me?”

Hannah wasn’t the only one in shock; everyone around them was taken aback. Harold felt a surge of jealousy toward Charlie.

He knew he could never afford this villa, even if he worked hard for ten lifetimes. How did such remarkable fortune land in Charlie’s lap?

What kind of luck did he have?

Christopher’s face remained pale. He no longer cared that Zeke had ignored him. He believed this villa should have been meant for his daughter in the future, but now it was in Charlie’s hands. This was simply unacceptable!

Glancing at his daughter, who was still crying, and then at Charlie, Christopher felt his heart sink.

He had always looked down on Jacob, but now he felt Jacob was far ahead because of his son-in-law. How could he come to terms with this?

Suddenly, Christopher spoke up, “Charlie, what kind of favor does Mr. White owe you? Are you planning to help him using the Wilson family’s name?”

Charlie replied calmly, “That’s my personal business, and I don’t owe you any explanations!”

Turning to Barry, Charlie added, “It’s getting late. Please assist the guests in leaving.”

To Charlie, Christopher’s status as an ‘elder’ meant nothing!

Barry nodded respectfully and addressed the crowd, “Excuse me, please follow me. I’ll show you to the door.”

Christopher shot a furious glare at Charlie before walking out of the villa.

Wendy followed her father, casting Charlie a resentful look as she left behind. They felt utterly defeated.

They couldn’t fathom how a seemingly useless son-in-law, who relied on his wife, could experience such incredible luck!

Once Harold’s family had exited the villa, Claire turned to Charlie, saying, “Charlie, it’s time for you to tell us the truth. What exactly did you do for the White family that earned you this favor?”

Charlie hesitated, unsure of how to explain. Just days earlier, the White family had hosted a banquet and competition to unify the metaphysics community in Aurous Hill. However, when Jack was killed by Charlie’s Thunder Order, the White family feared repercussions. As a gesture of gratitude and to appease Charlie, Zeke had given him the villa, worried about what Charlie might do if he were angered.

After considering everything, Charlie finally said, “I assisted the White family with their Feng Shui issues. In return, they chose to gift me this villa.”

“What?!” Claire and her parents exclaimed in shock.

“Charlie, you helped someone with Feng Shui?” Claire’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Charlie nodded, confirming, “Yes.”

Claire continued, her confusion evident. “But where did you learn about Feng Shui?”

Charlie smiled and replied, “I picked it up from watching television! There are so many Feng Shui shows these days!”

At that, Claire panicked and exclaimed, “Charlie, are you out of your mind?! Who gave you the right to give Feng Shui advice after just watching some shows? And you actually accepted such an expensive villa as a thank-you?”