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.

finish all of this? It's such a

fork and speared a piece of

would never waste a single dollar

in that era. Some were real beggars, while others simply

Internet and the rapid spread of information, the citizens would eventually find out about

that, government policies would become

Eventually, the beggars would disappear from the public

Louis XIII and put it in front of

and said in his Yorksle accent, "Let's have one bottle each and get

I'm not heartbroken. There's

the liquor he was holding contained 40%

contemplated if he would end up with gastrointestinal bleeding if he

"Are all

be so

Carlisle glared at him.

hated people who stereotyped others based on where they

Carlisle's phone rang.

and glanced at it. It was

"Mr. Hank?"

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

compared to before after immersing himself

"Have you gotten

his personal information by following the virus' IP address trail. However, this guy is in Cloud Valley, and I've handed it over to

at Gareth, who was drinking moodily

should I call some of

Gareth rolled his eyes.

would I want to drink with other men? I want

"Did

Carlisle nodded.

be revealed very