Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 422

The bar manager scowled, as the escort service of the bar brought in the most money.

One sentence from Carlisle had caused the bar to lose out on over ten thousand dollars in profits.

Although he was unhappy about it, he refrained from expressing his displeasure. He had no choice but to smile.

He said, "Fine. I'll take you to the VIP deck!"

A beaded curtain separated the row of seats closest to the floor-to-ceiling windows from the rest of the seats.

The bar manager seated Gareth and Carlisle at the largest table, which already cost 30 thousand.

He brought them the menu personally so that Gareth could order.

Gareth gave the menu to Carlisle, who shook his head and said, "You can order!"

Gareth couldn't be bothered to order off the menu, so he tossed it on the table.

"Give me one of everything."

Carlisle's lips twitched.

The kitchen was very efficient, perhaps because Gareth had special privileges.

Within half an hour, the table was laden with food and more than ten kinds of liquor.

Carlisle suddenly felt that all the money he had earned was wasted on him.

He wondered what it was like to enjoy life.

He thought that perhaps, to truly enjoy life, he should use items from high-end brands that were of very high quality.

of this? It's such a waste to

fork and speared a piece of

would never waste a single dollar on food. I pack

real beggars, while others simply pretended to be beggars to scam people for

the citizens would eventually find out about the beggars who

that, government policies would become more developed, cities

would also begin to develop. Eventually, the beggars would

of Louis XIII and put it in front

another bottle for himself and said in his Yorksle accent,

I'm not heartbroken. There's no reason for me to get drunk, is

liquor he was holding

he would end up with gastrointestinal

rather impatiently, "Are

be

Carlisle glared at him.

people who stereotyped others based on where they

Carlisle's phone rang.

took it out and glanced at it. It was

"Mr. Hank?"

call me Hank. I feel like it's disrespectful of me to

cheerful compared to before after immersing

and asked, "Have you

total rookie. I've already plucked all his personal information by following the virus' IP address trail. However, this guy is in Cloud Valley, and I've handed it over to their police so that they can handle the

Gareth, who was

some of my friends

Gareth rolled his eyes.

would I want to drink with other men? I want young,

"Did Hank

Carlisle nodded.

truth will be