Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 84

Carlisle unscrewed the cap and took a big gulp. I’ve been hounded by this mutt for days, so I just bolted!”

Wanda couldn’t help but snort with laughter.

“Next time, take a selfie and show me your sorry state!”

She didn’t doubt Carlisle’s story. In fact, she was quite curious about how he looked while being chased by a dog.

Carlisle just smiled and remained silent.

“Wanda! I did all that for you!” he retorted inwardly.

Wanda put a piece of paper with a phone number on Carlisle’s desk.

“This is the phone number of the chairman of Islo Clothing. My… uncle got it for me and told the chairman about you. So you can set up a meeting with him!”

“Even the chairman of Islo Clothing listens to your uncle, huh? Sounds like he’s quite a big shot,” Carlisle said with a grin.

Wanda shook her head and laughed. “He’s an old college buddy of my uncle. They go

way back.”

Carlisle didn’t think too much of that and dialed the number right away

After about ten seconds, a neutral voice answered, “Hello, who’s this?”

“Hi, I’m Carlisle, a student at Riverland University, and I was hoping..

meet. I’m in a meeting. Make it

at Rick’s Cafe!”

off as soon as Carlisle

twitched in annoyance.

to save their life, but they were acting like he

just hang

a resigned smile and quickly turned

preparing for the bonfire party, and after a few

bell rang, Carlisle was out of his

the building with Wanda

probably make their lives miserable.

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books when she sov Carlisle running off as if his life depended on it. She gritted her teeth in annoyance. “Dammit, he didn’t even

Rick’s Cafe at 6:20 pm.

his 30s stood at the door and eyed him intently. “Are you Carlisle from Riverland University?”

nodded. “That’s me.”

down. No matter how hard he stared

him as one of his bosses‘

want

of your business, is it?”

icy. “Listen, kid,

to you? I have an

meet with me. Why all the

fists, barely holding back his anger.

to see, and their relationship was a

and led Carlisle up to the cafe’s

while groups of

man led Carlisle to a seat by the window. A middle–aged man with a scholarly charm was flipping

through a magazine.