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

at Rick’s Cafe!”

cut off as soon as Carlisle finished the address.

twitched

their life, but they were acting like he owed

just

tend to be a little temperamental!” Carlisle said with a resigned smile and quickly turned off the fan

for the bonfire party, and

as the school bell rang, Carlisle

building with Wanda before he dealt with

probably make their

Chapter 114

books when she sov Carlisle running off as if his life depended on it. She gritted her teeth in annoyance. “Dammit, he

arrived at Rick’s Cafe at 6:20

door and

“That’s me.”

down. No matter

one of his bosses‘

you want from my

none of your business, is

gaze turned icy. “Listen, kid, watch your attitude…

would you prefer me to talk to you? I have an appointment with your chairman, and he

me. Why

clenched his fists, barely holding back his anger. However,

to see, and their relationship

The man unclenched his fists and led Carlisle up to the cafe’s second floor. It

while groups of wealthy heirs chatted about the

window. A middle–aged man with a

through a magazine.