Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 32

Half an hour later, a lavishly dressed woman in her thirties entered the internet cafe with her nose pinched.

Her slightly bulging abdomen indicated her pregnancy.

“Honey,” Ivan greeted her with deference.

Jessica Stewart rolled her eyes at Ivan. “Could you please pay attention to the hygiene of this place? With such a strong foot odor, who would want to visit?”

Ivan scratched his head. “It’s full every day. It’s only around seven or eight in the morning that we don’t have many customers.”

The woman took out a bundle tightly wrapped in newspaper from her bag.

“Here’s 100 thousand dollars. Keep the remaining 20 thousand for yourself. Next time, call me directly if you need money. My dad already looks down on you. Yet you keep asking him for money.”

“Yes, honey,” Ivan replied with an awkward smile.

He accepted the money from the woman, then smiled and said, “You go rest in the bedroom first. I’ll go find that kid to trade the equipment!”

The woman nodded and headed toward Ivan’s bedroom.

Ivan unwrapped the newspaper and took out 20 thousand. Then, he placed the remaining 80 thousand in

front of Carlisle. “Here’s 80 thousand. Count it!”

Sean stared in disbelief at the crisp new bills amounting to 80 thousand dollars. He found it hard to catch

his breath.

managed to save only around 100 thousand dollars after more than

fact, each employee’s wage was a mere 600 dollars

selling a single piece of equipment for 80 thousand dollars.

more than a decade of economic growth. His understanding of 80 thousand dollars transcended the current society.

the stack of money indifferently and said, “Let’s

counter and logged into his

‘Bygones_b_bygones“?” Ivan asked.

Carlisle confirmed again, even though they had already confirmed the Information

me.” Ivan clicked

Sword into the trade window.

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Heavenly Sword for the price

was completed, Carlisle felt a

Heavenly Sword, he took out a camera from the drawer and snapped a few

price. Buying it for 80 thousand and reselling it for 100 thousand would yield him a profit of 20

would take his small internet cafe four months

getting late. We’ll take off now.” Carlisle and Sean had already left their seats.

We’re officially friends

rose from his seat and handed them cigarettes. “Whenever you drop by to use the internet in the future, I’ll

smile. “Thanks, Mr. Sanders!”

pair out of the internet

restaurant and treated themselves to a

were about to finish their meal, Carlisle took out 20 thousand dollars and handed it to Sean. Sean, this 20 thousand is for you!”