Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

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

much that she would rather not

his coat and draped it over his shoulders as he and Carlisle headed toward the largest booth, their arms around each

slim in clothes but muscular without them. His

at his belly. Although he didn't have a beer belly,

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

his abs, Gareth smirked proudly as he patted his own

Carlisle replied, his expression

Gareth hadn't outdrunk him. Rather, Carlisle had sent him a message telling him to get

had too much to drink, while Hank was only slightly tipsy. Despite Hank

ready for

weakly on Carlisle's shoulder, clearly feeling the

should take a break

pressure on his wound from Gareth's

respond, completely knocked out. Carlisle quickly pushed

confirm that Gareth was thoroughly

asked, "Carl, did

what kind of shares would cost 4.08 million. Even selling

him a room to rest,"

but it seemed that he had forgotten

money for a cab?" Carlisle

escorted Gareth to a luxurious guest room on the fifth floor of the bar while Carlisle took a cab

sat on the couch to check his phone. There were over ten missed calls from the same unidentified

heard Christine's

investor agreed to meet you and Wanda tomorrow at noon at