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.

you finish all of this? It's such a waste to order so

up his fork and speared a piece of

a million just to listen to music and lighten my mood, but I would never waste a single dollar on food. I pack up the food I can't finish and deliver it to the beggars living near

while

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

would become more developed, cities would strengthen

Eventually,

bottle of Louis XIII

another bottle for himself and said in his Yorksle accent, "Let's have one

I'm not heartbroken. There's no

that the liquor he was

end up with gastrointestinal bleeding if he finished

"Are all you

be

Carlisle glared at him.

others based on where

Carlisle's phone rang.

it out and glanced at

"Mr. Hank?"

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

more cheerful compared to before

asked, "Have you gotten

"Yes. The other party is a 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

was drinking moodily

I call some of

Gareth rolled his eyes.

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

asked, "Did Hank

Carlisle nodded.

be