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 his messenger

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

Gareth took 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 pair

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

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

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

smirked proudly as he patted his own

Carlisle replied,

fallen asleep on the couch. However, Gareth hadn't outdrunk him. Rather, Carlisle had sent him a message telling him to

to the restroom, Gareth had already had too much to drink, while Hank was only slightly tipsy. Despite Hank claiming he could handle more alcohol, Carlisle worried Gareth might overdo it, so he urged Hank to speed

ready for our next

shoulder, clearly feeling the

should take a break

face twitched, feeling the pressure on his wound

respond, completely knocked out. Carlisle quickly pushed him

eye to confirm that

did you really gamble

what kind of shares would cost 4.08 million. Even selling

that for now. Let's find him a room to

his phone and keys, but it seemed that he

for a cab?" Carlisle asked Hank, who lent him

to a luxurious guest room on the fifth floor

on his shoulder, Carlisle sat on the couch to

heard Christine's

agreed to meet you and Wanda tomorrow at noon at Imperial Hotel to discuss