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.

left school. I haven’t asked what his score is. But he did say that he got into

University!”

out a lighter and

just like that? That brat wouldn’t lie to you, would he?”

took a puff of his cigarette. His every word hinted at his distrust

work that

from dawn till dusk…

20 dollars from his pocket and

Here’s some congratulatory money. I’m giving it to you regardless of whether

educated, he could read between the lines of what Fletcher

this party just so

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wanted to cheat

back, Fletcher. We don’t want it!” Hilda pushed Fletcher’s hand

you’ve quite the temper, Hilda!” Fletcher scoffed. Then,

haven’t earned much money all these years. But that doesn’t

argue back when a few bikes’stopped by the roadside suddenly. They

few

Dad, what are

He had a pretty good

side of the road. Then, he handed the envelope to Gordon. “Here

report, Dad!”

the envelope that Carlisle was handing

him feel nervous.