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

University!”

took out a lighter and lit Fletcher’s cigarette for him.

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

every word hinted at his distrust of

work that Carlisle has put in this past month.

from dawn

Fletcher interrupted Gordon. Then, he took out 20 dollars from his

As head of the village, I will show you respect. Here’s some congratulatory money.

smile froze on Gordon’s face. Although he wasn’t very educated, he could read between the lines of what Fletcher had

this party just so he

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he wanted to cheat others of their money?

money back, Fletcher. We don’t want it!” Hilda

the temper, Hilda!” Fletcher scoffed. Then, he stuffed the

It’s true that we haven’t earned much money all these years. But that doesn’t mean we’d let just about

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

few of Carlisle’s

Dad, what are you arguing about?”

a ways away. He had a pretty good guess

of the road. Then, he handed

report, Dad!”

that Carlisle was handing over to

him feel nervous.