Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 83

Carlisle’s eyes lit up with excitement. It was as if someone had given him a pillow while he was tired.

He had been discussing the gold farming process with Heath and the others earlier.

He hadn’t expected Heath to remember everything he had said and even to contact his old classmate.

Carlisle dialed the number on the note.

“Who’s this?” a hoarse voice answered from the other end.

“Hello, I’m Carlisle, and I’m…”

“Oh, you’re Carlisle, huh? How much can you pay me every month?” The voice interrupted.

The person on the phone seemed to know why Carlisle was calling and didn’t wait for him to finish before asking about his salary.

“Did Heath tell you about my account farming business?”

“He did. I can get you whatever you need.”

Carlisle’s tone became indifferent as he said, “I don’t like dealing with people who brag.”

“I won’t take a penny from you if I were lying!” Hank replied in a similarly cold manner.

He felt that Heath’s friend had no respect for him. If it weren’t for Heath, he would have hung up by now.

He made thousands of dollars a month selling cheats on the forums. There was no need for him to cater

to anyone.

“What’s your

two hundred dollars a day!” Hank replied.

I’ll pay you for

hung up, Heath looked at him worriedly, cigarette in hand. “With four people in

froze. It was

dollars a week. The studio business wouldn’t make that much in the beginning. Not to mention that he had less than five

him right now.

out his half–smoked cigarette into an empty beer bottle and suggested, “Let’s switch to monthly payments for the salary. You just have to take care of our food,

go back on

be back tonight.” Carlisle got up and walked out of

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a cool

that Carlisle was someone who could make a fortune. Staying

he approached the campus

can you bring me a bottle of mineral

“Sure!”

two bottles of mineral water. Just as he was about

with two

They looked tipsy.

ask for the change before getting

breath smelled

“For a friend.”

expression darkened. “They’re

them shoved Carlisle. “Didn’t we talk

chat, shall we?” the other one said as he draped

Carlisle’s shoulder.