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

detest Carlisle so much that she would rather not see him, so how could she possibly have his

and Carlisle headed toward the largest booth, their arms around each other's shoulders, looking like a pair

clothes but muscular without them. His eight-pack abs resembled rugged mountain ranges, exuding a wild and

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

powerless situation, he decided to carve out time for daily exercise

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

replied, his expression

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

tipsy. Despite Hank claiming he could handle more alcohol, Carlisle

you ready

shoulder, clearly

should take a

twitched, feeling the pressure on his wound from Gareth's

out. Carlisle quickly pushed

opened one eye to confirm that Gareth

and asked, "Carl, did you

4.08 million. Even selling off

a room

and keys, but it seemed that

you lend me some money for a cab?" Carlisle asked Hank,

luxurious guest room on the fifth floor of the bar while Carlisle took a cab back to Willow

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

and heard Christine's voice

to meet you and Wanda

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