Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 91

Bob went back to his bedroom to get the money.

Hank nudged Carlisle’s arm and asked in a low voice, “Carlisle, what were you thinking? You sold him the equipment for only 100 thousand dollars!”

“Like I said, we’re friends now,” Carlisle replied with a smile.

Hank had mentioned that Bob owned a cell phone manufacturing plant.

Carlisle’s grand plan was to get ahead in the age of smart technology. He believed there would be plenty of opportunities to do business with Bob in the future.

Hank reluctantly lit a cigarette and muttered, “Whatever, as long as I get my share of 30 thousand.

Heath, who had just tossed one cigarette to light another, forced a smile at Hank. “Hank, there’s a reason for Carl’s actions. We just have to trust him.”

At that moment, Bob came out with a plastic bag full of cash and placed it on the computer desk. “Here’s the 100 grand. Count it if you want.”

“Mr. York, you’re a big–time boss. We trust you!” Carlisle said and shoved the money into Hank’s hands.

Hank’s initial displeasure vanished as he looked at the crisp new bills. A hundred thousand wasn’t too shabby, and his share would bring him closer to the 50 thousand dollars he needed for a dowry.

The rest of the transaction went smoothly.

Bob equipped himself with the Heavenly Sword and the Memory Ring, which increased his stats considerably.

it’s daylight.” Bob offered,

tomorrow, so we won’t keep you, Mr. York. May I have

pulled a card from his desk and handed it to

by anytime for

do!” Carlisle accepted the

the hotel and hailed a taxi back

back to

this

will get ten thousand

get anything? They slept

the money, he felt that Benjamin and the others hadn’t done anything to deserve a share.

there’s money to be made, we all

the first person I really admire. You’ve got vision. You’re

Heath’s reaction, Hank held

out his cell

now was in

guild and knew Carlisle’s true identity, so a little hush money

order.

having breakfast in his Internet cafe.

had announced to the group that he would reward eight thousand dollars to whoever found “Bygones_b_bygones“.

a year’s salary

wondered if he should turn Carlisle in for the reward.

classic Nokia ringtone interrupted Ivan’s thoughts.

screen. It was Carlisle