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.

have his

not see him, so how could she possibly have his

took off his coat and draped it over his shoulders as he and

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

Although he didn't have a beer

abs. Recalling his earlier powerless situation, he decided to carve out time

as he patted his own stomach and asked, "Envious of my abs?

replied, his expression showing

him. Rather, Carlisle had sent

Despite Hank claiming he could handle more alcohol, Carlisle worried

buddy. Are you ready for our next

Carlisle's shoulder,

round? You should take

pressure

completely knocked out. Carlisle quickly pushed him

opened one eye to confirm that Gareth was thoroughly

asked, "Carl, did you really gamble

what kind of shares would cost 4.08 million. Even selling off Govan Technology Limited couldn't fetch

now. Let's find him a room to rest," Carlisle said, patting

keys, but it seemed that he

money for a cab?" Carlisle asked Hank,

fifth floor of the bar

and tending to the wound on his shoulder, Carlisle sat on the couch to check his phone. There were over

and heard Christine's voice on the

investor agreed to meet you and Wanda tomorrow at noon at

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