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?”

that not serious? I’m

their snack, Carlisle finished his water in one

before rubbing her stomach contentedly and exclaiming, “I’m so full. I haven’t

into a plastic bag and disposed

a conversation with Phoebe and Christine about their recent

endeavors.

first client, Wanda treated them to new mobile phones to enhance their communication capabilities.

flip phone, a newly released model

MSN Messenger. It was pretty advanced for its time and had

high school classmate, and Phoebe was the first friend she

was only fair not to skimp on

conversation. Not wanting to interrupt her, he pulled out his phone and

then, a

message from Sean on

I’ve got everyone together. Should I register the

ahead and register!”

“We’re short on cash, Carlisle. We don’t even have computers!”

me after

Carlisle. How much are you planning

Carlisle: “A million!”

Sean: “Holy shit!”

in shock at the

million.

forum, seeking the

were too small.

companies were only burning through cash at the moment and weren’t profitable

of the

quickly be consumed by the

at the

of Carlisle’s sigh, Wanda put down her phone and looked at him curiously, “Carlisle,