Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 272

Carlisle smiled, but before he could say anything else, his phone rang.

This time, it was a call from Leon. “Mr. Zahn, I’ll be going abroad tomorrow. I could deliver the photos to you if you’re too busy to pick them up.”

Only then did Carlisle remember it had been four days since he came back from Yearning Island. He said apologetically, “I’m sorry, I was so caught up with work that I completely forgot about the photos. I’ll have someone pick them up for me right now.”

After that, Carlisle sent Cameron a message through MSN messenger.

Whitebox Avenue was about a 30–minute drive away from Riverland University. It was home to an

obscene number of arcades and disco bars.

Within the more remote parts of the city were alleyways lined with hair salons.

The hair salons looked like legitimate business joints. They even had their facade down to an art form by including the proper upholstery like barber chairs and mirrors in their decor.

The only thing amiss was the row of young women dressed in skimpy clothes who looked like life had beaten them down one too many times.

Gale’s Hair Salon was one of the more famous salons in the remote city, having made its name specializing in young ladies who were still in school.

The madam of the hair salon was on a phone call at the counter, nodding eagerly and looking like a simpering fool as she agreed with the person on the other line.

Just then, Carlisle appeared outside the shop with Daniel and Francis in tow.

A few of the alluring young ladies immediately slinked out the door and purred, “Hey, big guy. Looking for a haircut?”

Daniel suddenly felt parched at all the skin on display, the woman’s tank top doing little to cover her modesty. He swallowed.

never touched

as he asked, “I’m here to see

her crimson lips and said in a soft, high voice,

men stood at the door,

woman’s hand fluttered to her mouth as she giggled.

glanced at Carlisle and Francis for

slow breath and said,

into the hair salon, which smelled like cheap perfume. The young ladies on the couch greeted simultaneously in their suggestive voices, “Welcome to

me happy! Aren’t you two hot studs?” one of the

give them a free hair wash,” another one purred.

old man, I can teach an old

visit a hair salon for the longest time, but he could never find anyone

was getting a hair

to light a cigarette and take a long drag of it just to calm

from

one who offered five times the price you

him, Beth gave him a wide smile and said, “Lucky for you, we’re

head. “I only want the

said impatiently The

request do you not

tugged on her lips as she remarked, “You’ve got quite a fuse

he’s demanding! I’m swooning,” one of the

and those shoulders! Do you think he’s still

How about you and I go to the back and I’ll give you a free hair

good idea! We could all wash your hair for free!”