Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 92

After a brief exchange, the call ended.

Ivan sent Carlisle his bank account information. Given their real–life acquaintance and the generous share of ten grand Carlisle offered, Ivan sided with him.

True to his word, Carlisle went to the bank and completed the transfer.

Back at the rental, Hank was busy fine–tuning the multiboxing software while Heath tirelessly set up new

accounts.

“Okay, done!” Hank declared, taking a sip of Chardonnay.

Heath handed Hank a notebook filled with the new accounts‘ information.

Soon all ten accounts were successfully logged in.

Next, Hank activated an auto–grind script and a speed booster hack. As he watched all ten accounts level up simultaneously, a grin appeared on Carlisle’s face.

But just then, all the accounts were forcibly logged out.

hell? What’s going

log back in, only to be greeted with a system

chair with his legs crossed. He blew a strand

Hank a cigarette. “With you as our ace,

drag, yawning. “I’m going to take a nap. Call me

maintenance is done!”

you should get some rest as well!” After pulling an all–nighter, Carlisle felt fatigue

energetic

lay down on the sofa

the multiboxing software and hacks from Hank’s computer to the other computers. Then he logged onto “The Mystical

research.

others woke up, Heath dragged

sat in his office. His face darkened as he

desk.

his wife and his close friend, whom he considered a brother.

paled, and his hands shook as he opened the video attached to

he clenched his teeth

sound.

his usually pure and Innocent wife could

then, there was a knock

photos away, turned off the computer screen, and