Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 186

Lethan glanced at the dishes on the table and replied, “It’s all here.”

“Did you invite anyone else?” Shania continued to ask.

“No.”

Lethan didn’t immediately let the person in but instead stalked toward the door with a grim expression.

As one of the hotel’s Diamond members, he was entitled to Diamond services. He shouldn’t be disturbed

if he didn’t call for a waiter.

However, Lethan’s words were caught in his throat as soon as he opened the door and saw who it was.

He choked on his saliva and started coughing from the shock.

“M–Mr. Gust!”

“Lethon, you don’t mind us joining in, do you?

Standing at the door was the corpulent Yuriel, holding a cigar while wearing a kind smile. Behind him were a group of well–dressed bodyguards and three high–ranking executives from Evermore Properties.

Lethan’s pupils narrowed slightly.

Yuriel’s sudden arrival likely had something to do with the properties Carlisle was handling.

What a sharp sense of smell Yuriel had. He was just like a dog.

Lethan wanted to refuse, he couldn’t and didn’t dare to. He

tensed the moment she heard Yuriel’s voice. As her heart rate increased, she tightened her grip

well–regarded in the real estate industry, it paled in comparison to Evermore Properties, especially when it was led by Yuriel

continued to cut the roasted pig with his utensils, seemingly unaware of who the newcomer

“Carl, Yuriel is

cut pork into some sauce

let him be. It’s not like he’s

“But…”

my friend! We meet again!” Yuriel’s voice interrupted whatever Shania

entered the room.

stood up and greeted him with

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politely. “Mr. Gust, are you here to see me?” he smilingly asked.

to be so formal. Let’s sit down and eat!”

refuse the offer and promptly took his seat. Yuriel wouldn’t bother with a young man like him.

a smile, Yuriel sat opposite Carlisle.

waited until Yuriel sat down before they

three high–ranking executives from Evermore Properties sat down as

moment, the waiter brought over a few sets

more bottles of ’82 Lafite. Put the bill for this table under my name.”

Mr. Gust!” the waiter responded carefully

placed his cigar in the ashtray and looked

I didn’t think you would have such keen business insight at such a young

Carlisle. Then it was

do the same.