Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 243

Under the soft glow of the scattered street lamps, Carlisle and Wanda settled onto a bench along the riverfront promenade to enjoy their snacks.

Carlisle spread out the snacks and fruits he had purchased, creating a small feast between them.

As they began to eat, Wanda whispered, “Should we invite Leon to have some?”

Carlisle nodded in agreement and called out, “Leon, would you like some?”

Leon approached briefly, grabbed two bananas from the assortment, and returned to his chosen spot,

keen to capture the night from the best possible angle.

Wanda appreciated his dedication.

“Leon truly is dedicated. I can’t wait to see the photos!”

“They’re sure to be stunning,” Carlisle responded, confident in Leon’s skills.

“It’s a pity he doesn’t want to work at Uncle Lethan’s company.”

Wanda sighed with a hint of regret in her voice.

“Everyone has their own dreams. He’s well–off and free to pursue what he loves.”

Wanda directed the conversation toward him.

While munching on a chip, she asked, “What kind of life do you want?”

Carlisle grinned and declared, “A life with you in it!”

“Oh… Can you be serious?”

is that not serious? I’m speaking from the

snack, Carlisle finished his water in one

and exclaiming, “I’m so full. I haven’t eaten this many snacks in

all the trash into a plastic bag

Wanda engrossed in a conversation with Phoebe and Christine about their recent

endeavors.

to new mobile phones to

phone, a newly released model that

with the Symbian system and supported MSN Messenger. It was pretty advanced for its time and had a launch price of five hundred

high school classmate, and Phoebe was the first friend she had

now working together, Wanda felt it was only fair not to skimp on them, opting for

engaged enthusiastically in her conversation. Not wanting to interrupt her, he pulled out his phone and began browsing the Riverland forum.

then, a notification chimed.

was a message from Sean on MSN Messenger.

got everyone together. Should I register the company

ahead and register!”

cash, Carlisle. We don’t even

“Come see me

sure, Carlisle. How much are you planning to

Carlisle: “A million!”

Sean: “Holy shit!”

dropped his phone in shock at the substantial

goal had been to earn one million. Now,

the forum, seeking the

profits were too

cash at the moment

wouldn’t start showing returns until at least next March. Carlisle only owned 20% of the shares. So, even

quickly be

at the lake and sighed.

Wanda put down her phone and looked at him