Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Lethan stroked his chin and smiled.

"You think so too?"

Shania said, "Gareth attended Riverland University's bonfire party for Carlisle. And now he's suddenly having a big signing ceremony. It has to be for a deal with Carlisle. I can't think of anyone else!"

Lethan glanced at Josie, who was happily chatting with some businessmen across the room, and sighed softly.

"I wonder what Josie and Shein would think if they knew."

"Besides, Wanda isn't with Shein today. I wonder what he's up to!"

Shania looked around before furrowing her brow.

All the guests were prominent Riverland businessmen. It would have been beneficial for Wanda to network in such a setting.

Lethan chuckled.

"Yuriel didn't bring his daughter either. They should focus on their studies for now. They still have a long way to go!"

While the two whispered to each other, Gareth entered the banquet hall in a red suit. He was accompanied by two secretaries.

They were followed by government officials from the Department of Culture and Tourism.

Everyone in the room stood up and greeted them warmly.

Phoebe, Christine, and two financial advisors from SwiftFunds Financial Investments hosted Liam Ziegler, an investor from Shorefield, in the executive suite on the eighth floor.

After ten minutes of waiting, Liam became increasingly frustrated. As an investor, he expected immediate attention from the contractors. Instead, they kept him waiting.

He would have walked out if he hadn't been interested in the project.

"Mr. Ziegler, we're still students and can only come after school. We apologize for the wait!" Christine apologized respectfully.

Liam was a foreign man in his 40's. He wore a floral shirt and several gold rings on his fingers.

He glanced at Christine and Phoebe, then waved his hand dismissively and urged, "It's fine, it's fine. Just call Ms. Thompson and tell her to hurry."

Christine and Phoebe exchanged worried looks. Their faces were clouded with worry. They couldn't reach Wanda, so they wondered about their next steps.

They feared Liam would reconsider his investment if Wanda weren't there.

A knock at the door interrupted their thoughts. Christine hurried to open it.

When she swung the door open, she was stunned.

Standing in front of her was Carlisle, who stood six feet tall. He wore a crisp white shirt beneath a sleek black suit and paired it with a navy blue tie. His tailored trousers and polished black shoes, which reflected his face, completed the look.

SwiftFunds Financial Investments had hosted many ambitious young clients in suits and ties, but none matched the presence that Carlisle exuded. It was like night and day.

"Sorry for the delay, Mr. Ziegler."

Carlisle ignored Christine's astonishment and walked past her into the suite.

Liam frowned.

"Who are you?"

Carlisle sat beside the equally surprised Phoebe and held out his hand.

"I'm Carlisle Zahn. Ms. Thompson, my girlfriend, isn't in Riverland at the moment. I'm here to discuss the business deal with you."

"Do you take me for a fool?"

Liam didn't even look at Carlisle. He grimaced and sipped his red wine.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He had tolerated waiting for over ten minutes, but Wanda's absence was a significant blow to his pride.

Carlisle withdrew his hand with a blank expression and stated bluntly, "I've made it clear that Ms. Thompson is currently unavailable. If you insist on her presence, then there's no need to continue this discussion."

Phoebe and Christine paled at Carlisle's words. Even Jenny, the SwiftFunds financial advisor, frowned.

She felt that Carlisle wasn't there to negotiate but to vent his frustrations. They had finally calmed Liam down, but Carlisle's words seemed to worsen the situation rather than improve

it.

As she had expected, Liam slammed his hand down on the table. It made the two secretaries next to him tremble with fear.

"Is this how you do business?" Liam snapped.

"I have eight more investments waiting for me. I've never met anyone as arrogant as you."

Carlisle couldn't be bothered with Liam. He turned to Phoebe.

"I have a 200-million-dollar investment signing downstairs. You handle this one. If you can make a deal, great. If not, just forget it!"

With that, he stood up and left the room without looking back.