Chapter 433

Since Carlisle was a university freshman like herself, Laura assumed he was around 17 or 18 years old. Yet, despite his youth, he had partnered with Mr. Worth on a project worth 400 million. Laura couldn't imagine how far he could go in just a few years.

A business prodigy like him was indeed someone she admitted and looked up to. Therefore, Laura was eager to keep his shirt as a source of motivation for herself.

"No. This shirt belongs to Carlisle. I must return it to him someday," Kelly insisted, shaking her head.

Laura glanced at the blood-stained hole on the shirt and remarked, "The shirt is already torn. I doubt someone like Carlisle would wear it again!"

"You've got a point."

Kelly nodded in agreement.

"So, why don't you sell it to me?"

Laura's expression lightened up.

"No. This shirt was torn because Carlisle tried to save me. I'll hang it by my bed as a reminder for me to repent," Kelly replied firmly.

Kelly's perspective toward Carlisle had clearly changed after he risked his life to save her. After all, Carlisle was a teenager like her, too, and yet he had bravely confronted those middle-aged thugs.

Laura pouted. Her expression was filled with disappointment.

After a brief silence, she smiled and asked, "Then, could you give me Carlisle's messenger username?"

Kelly lowered her head gloomily.

don't have

used to detest Carlisle so much that she would rather not see him,

off his coat and draped it over his shoulders as he and Carlisle headed toward the largest booth, their arms around each other's shoulders, looking like a

in clothes but muscular without them. His eight-pack abs resembled

he didn't have a beer

Recalling his earlier powerless situation, he decided to carve out time for daily exercise and perhaps learn

his abs, Gareth smirked proudly as he patted his own stomach and asked, "Envious

Carlisle replied, his expression

him. Rather, Carlisle had sent him a message telling

already had too much to drink, while Hank was only slightly tipsy. Despite Hank claiming he could handle more alcohol, Carlisle

buddy. Are you ready for

leaned weakly on Carlisle's shoulder, clearly feeling the

You should take a

feeling the pressure on his

completely knocked out. Carlisle

confirm that

and asked, "Carl, did you really gamble on shares worth

would cost 4.08 million. Even selling off Govan Technology Limited couldn't fetch that

Let's find him a room

it seemed that he had forgotten

a cab?" Carlisle

escorted Gareth to a luxurious guest room on the fifth floor of the

showering and tending to the wound on his shoulder, Carlisle sat on the couch to check his phone. There were over ten missed calls from

heard Christine's voice

the investor agreed to meet you and Wanda tomorrow at noon at Imperial

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