Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



The deputy director of human resources at the fresh produce company had been given 300 thousand dollars.

The hospital's security department received 300 thousand dollars, while Gideon and his wife received 200 thousand.

Lastly, the fresh produce company's warehouse staff had gotten 100 thousand.

Carlisle glanced casually at the bill before returning it to Wendell.

He said, "That's too much trouble. You don't need to keep records of this kind of expense in the future. I trust you."

Wendell grinned.

"After all, it's not a small amount. If we keep a record, you'll understand the situation better.

Carlisle continued looking through the document.

He asked, "Gideon and his wife are both teachers. Aren't they afraid that someone will use their son's identity to do something illegal?"

Wendell sighed and said, "Howard's aunt has a high-paying job overseas, and she used up all her savings to get Howard treatment for his disorder. Gideon and his wife can only barely afford to pay for their daughter's tuition fees. They work during the day, and on nights and weekends, they conduct extra tutoring for children from wealthy families. They're in need of money."

Carlisle quickly finished reviewing the document. The remainder of the document concerned the general situation of the Lawson family and their relatives.

"Aren't there any photos of his family?"

Since he was pretending to be their son, Carlisle felt that he should at least know what they looked like.

Wendell answered, "Yes, there are. We just received them this afternoon, and they're at our rental place. We haven't managed to look at them yet."

Carlisle folded the document up and pocketed it. He planned to look through it a couple more times later.

After a few rounds of drinks, Wendell returned to his rental place, having eaten his fill.

Carlisle and Francis headed back to the eighth floor of the hotel.

Francis quickly washed up and went to the adjoined bedroom to sleep.

Meanwhile, Carlisle sat on the balcony and continued looking through the documents.

He was slightly taken aback when he saw Caulitorna mentioned in the documents.

Speaking Caulitornan was going to be a problem. Carlisle feared the Martells' staff would question why he didn't speak it.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

Carlisle pulled out his phone and glanced at the number. It was Wendell.

When he picked up, Wendell said, "Boss, Howard's younger sister is at Caltopia College. I've asked her to lunch tomorrow afternoon. It'll be good if you can get to know each other if the Martells investigate you through her!"

"Alright."

Carlisle's eyes lit up. Since he couldn't speak Caulitornan, he figured he could learn it from Sharon then.

The next day, Carlisle was woken by a call from Sean.

"Carl, time to get up to pee!"

"Get to the point!" Carlisle said in annoyance, I

his eyes still closed.

He had been dreaming about showering with Wanda and had just taken off his clothes when he was rudely awoken by Sean's call.

Sean said excitedly, "Carl, Alumni Network now has 3.6 million registered users! Within yesterday and the day before, we had an increase of 480 thousand new registered users, which has broken our record!"

Carlisle had only just received the news and initially thought he was still dreaming.

He only believed it when Felicia called to congratulate him.

"Wow!"

Carlisle opened his eyes, feeling rather excited.

480 thousand university students had registered on Alumni Network within just two days.

That meant that Alumni Network had really blown up across the country.

Sean suddenly said thoughtfully, "Carl, are we really going to keep Alumni Network private? According to market research, about 100 million Internet users are currently in the country. That's a huge market!"

Alumni Network's explosive popularity had made Sean ambitious. His target demographic was no longer just students. If he wanted to earn more money, he would have to turn to those who were already working.

Before Carlisle could answer, Sean continued, "I'm worried that other businessmen will get there before we do. They might even use our model."

Carlisle was extremely satisfied to hear Sean's ideas. It showed that Sean was thinking more like a businessman. He had already learned to think ahead and plan in advance and clearly had a good head for business.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

However, Carlisle still wanted to hear what he planned to do next, so he asked, "So, are you planning to create another social network website?"