Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 126

Francis turned to head to the driver’s seat.

“Mr. Zahn, wait! I’ll call Sunny right now and have him come over to show you the units!” Bill hurried forward to place a hand on the door. It wasn’t like he would come across fools like Carlisle every day. He

couldn’t let him get away!

up

He quickly called Sunny’s personal number. When the first call went unanswered, he followed with a

second. It still went unanswered.

Finally, someone answered on his seventh try. Sunny sounded cold as he asked, “Why are you still calling me, Bill?

Bill could sense Sunny’s anger even over the phone. He laughed ingratiatingly and said, “I was a fool earlier, Sunny. Hurry up and come back to work!”

Capable salespeople were gods to a company that required salesmen to stay afloat. As long as Sunny could close this deal with Carlisle, Bill was willing to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness if

necessary.

After a moment of silence, Sunny asked, “Is Mr. Cig there?”

the contract with you!” Bill had deliberately stepped away from Carlisle and Francis when calling Sunny.

then sighed. “Fine. I’ll head over there right

purchase property. Since Carlisle had specifically

let Carlisle down.

firing

hung up and left the house.

car door with his arms crossed. Francis approached him after finishing a cigarette and tried to talk some sense into him again. “Boss, the property

“I’ve already th

Carlisle turned to look at

over his

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you if

this decision.”

half an hour had already passed. He would probably return to campus late, so he called Susan to let her know. She didn’t say anything much since he didn’t

Bull and handed one each to Carlisle and

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he asked with a smile, “What sort of business do you do, Mr.

a

from the older generation and hadn’t really played games before. Hel knew that many people visited arcades in recent years, though. He thought that

didn’t have too good an impression of Bill and couldn’t be bothered to explain

Sunny had to take to

no rush. I’m free the whole afternoon.”

the street while pushing his bicycle. It was a bout

out a hand, he said, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Cig.