Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 41

Gordon and Hilda–ignored Maria. But Maria went overboard and continued, “You’re an entire family of idiots. We decided to have this celebration only after checking her scores.

“You don’t even know whether Carlisle got into college. Yet, you had the guts to hold a college entrance celebration? Are you trying to become a laughing stock?”

At the same time, Gerard looked on in disdain. Did they want to compete with him? What did they have that they could use to compete with him?

Other than the fact that Hilda was prettier than Maria, Gordon had nothing else. Carlisle was useless, just like his own father. Would he even be able to break the mold?

Just then, Rainville Hotel’s manager walked over. In a polite voice, he prompted, “Mr. Zahn, the party is about to begin. Please make your way upstairs!”

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Gerard adjusted his necktie, put his hands behind his back, and followed the manager upstairs.

Around half an hour passed. The atmosphere in front of Sunago Restaurant became livelier.

Gordon was giving their guests a warm welcome.

“Mr. Moore, I didn’t think that you would come!”

Gordon was beaming as he handed a cigarette to an old man who looked over 50.

He was Fletcher Moore, head of Helios Village, Gordon’s hometown.

“How did your son score on the test, Gordon?” Fletcher casually asked as he accepted the cigarette from

Gordon.

what his score is. But

University!”

took out a lighter and lit Fletcher’s cigarette

that? That brat wouldn’t lie

puff of his cigarette. His every word hinted at his distrust of Carlisle.

the hard work that Carlisle has put in

dawn till dusk…

Gordon. Then, he took out 20 dollars from his pocket and handed it

show you respect. Here’s some congratulatory money. I’m giving it to you regardless of whether Carlisle got into college or

he wasn’t very educated, he could read between the lines of what Fletcher had

was under the impression that Gordon held this party just so he wouldn’t embarrass

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to cheat others of

want it!” Hilda pushed Fletcher’s hand away.

the temper, Hilda!” Fletcher scoffed. Then,

my temper? It’s true that we haven’t

when a few bikes’stopped by the roadside suddenly.

a few of Carlisle’s

what are you arguing

had a pretty good

parked his bike by the side of the road. Then, he handed the envelope to Gordon. “Here

report, Dad!”

to see the envelope that Carlisle was handing over to him. For

him feel nervous.