Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

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Carlisle politely reasoned with Luke, “Mr. Carlson, that woman happens to be my friend’s girlfriend. I believe she ran into financial trouble and had no choice but to do this…”

“So?” Luke asked, eyeing Carlisle with interest.

“So, I’m taking her with me,” Carlisle said firmly.

Luke’s lackeys immediately burst into laughter. “Do you even know who you’re speaking to, you wimp?”

“Of course I do. I’m speaking to lan’s younger brother,” Carlisle answered with a smile.

The lackey who taunted Carlisle earlier seethed at the mention of lan. “Who the fuck are you to call Mr. Ian Carlson by his first name?” He turned to Luke for instructions. “Do we beat them up?”

Luke shot him a withering look. “I’m here to have fun, not get into a fight with children.”

The lackey had the decency to chuckle sheepishly before cutting Carlisle a warning look.

He then pointed at the door and said, “Did you hear that? Mr. Carlson here is kind enough to overlook your

insolence. Now, scram!”

Carlisle did not even spare the lackey a look. He continued smiling at Luke as he offered, “Let’s make a deal, Luke. How about you let me take that young woman for 30 thousand dollars?”

The young women in the shop were stumped to hear that figure. They hadn’t expected Carlisle to be

loaded.

of men they had to entertain to be paid 30

as he stuck a cigarette between his lips

answered, “Not really, but I have 30 thousand dollars to spare.”

took a drag of his cigarette. Smoke unfurled from his mouth as he asked, “And you think id be

“Does that mean

Beth, “Bring the

to the private lounge

“Don’t start trouble here, handsome. The Carlsons are the kings

by this tense exchange. Beth

tone, “When’s the gang getting here,

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and asked, “If

know what to do.”

the shop and mumbled, “Are you

a young woman in tow. She was dressed in

eyes were red–rimmed, and her gaze was hollow. She was

he reached out to grab her

lackey cursed, rushing

grabbed his lackey’s arm and said,

Mr. Carlson-” the lackey protested.

gaze so icy that his

Carlisle in confusion. “What are you doing?”