Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Gareth picked up the phone.

"Mr. Gust..."

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Spencer. I was busy with work, so I couldn't answer your call."

Yuriel showed Gareth plenty of respect as he explained himself.

Gareth laughed and replied, "It's fine. You've probably seen my message just now, right?"

Yuriel chuckled.

"I saw it. Had I known that you had invested in Alumni Network, I wouldn't have wasted my time meeting with Mr. Zahn to discuss the acquisition."

Gareth chuckled in return and said, "It's not too late. Alumni Network is a networking platform meant for youths. I think that a young person understands another young person better.

"I believe Alumni Network will go far under Carlisle's leadership. So, Mr. Gust, don't snatch this opportunity from me, alright?"

Yuriel quickly replied, "Your words are very logical. It seems that I didn't think this through.

He froze immediately after he said those words.

He realized that Dragonaire Studio was Carlisle's as well and that Gareth had invested two billion in it.

Back then, there was even a signing ceremony at Imperial Hotel where the governor of Riverland was invited to officiate. Ever since the signing ceremony, Dragonaire Studio had disappeared from the public eye. It seemed the business world had almost forgotten the

company.

currently under Carlisle's control, was worth a few

a deep breath. The two industries within Carlisle's management would surely disrupt

of silence, Yuriel added, "Carlisle has such strong business acumen at such a young age.

Alumni Network favorably. I wonder if there's still an opportunity

were to defeat Shein in

investment in Carlisle's company. Since he couldn't afford to offend Gareth, he figured that he might as well invest in

Mr. Gust, you might be disappointed... but we're not short on funds right now!"

truly short on funds, Gareth would have to suck it up

just one percent, the shares would become insanely

Yuriel sounded slightly disappointed.

are the future, so I'm very willing to invest

From the conversation, he sensed that Yuriel had

help but say in awe, "Oh, Carlisle. I'm

couldn't help but think Carlisle was a madman for aiming to be the

businesses were booming especially his smartphone business. Gareth could hardly imagine the global

familiar

"Hi, Mr. Spencer..."

of the voice. His

are you here,

Saturday. I'm here to

not

"Where is she?"

went to park her car,"