Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 453

Anthony was suddenly doubtful of Carlisle's eye for business.

However, he remembered the conditions Carlisle had promised him, so he kept his worries to himself.

He only earned 240 thousand dollars annually at Wick Group, and Carlisle had doubled his salary.

There was no existing company in the country that would give a Director of Human Resources an annual salary of 500 thousand.

Anthony raised his glass and said, "Thank you for your interest in me and your

acknowledgment of my skills, Mr. Zahn. I won't disappoint you!"

Carlisle raised his glass and clinked it with Anthony's. "Trust goes both ways. Since you trust me, I'll be sure to treat you well!"

The two of them drank.

Felicia also expressed her gratitude.

Carlisle poured himself another glass and clinked glasses with Felicia.

Gareth noticed the beautiful ladies on the neighboring table hadn't started eating yet, so he picked up his knife and fork and said, "Let's eat! We shouldn't just focus on drinking!"

If Carlisle didn't start eating, Felicia wouldn't either.

Naturally, her subordinates would follow suit.

It was one of the unspoken rules of the corporate world.

Carlisle picked up his knife and fork and said, "Everyone, please make yourselves at home!"

They began to have several rounds of drinks, and Carlisle did not bring up work again.

His main purpose for the day was Felicia and Anthony.

It wouldn't be appropriate to speak about work before they had officially joined him.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Logan went to the counter to pay the bill. She took the receipt so she could claim it as an expense.

Gareth had drunk too much, so he called Max to drive him back.

Anthony wanted to quit his job as soon as possible, so he bought a ticket for an overnight flight to rush back to Shorefield.

Felicia and the others checked into a hotel that Logan had arranged for them.

Carlisle returned to his apartment and sat in front of his computer to log in to MSN Messenger.

He added Felicia and Anthony to Aurora Holdings' MSN Group. Then, he called Diego to ask how the renovation was going.

Diego told Carlisle that it would take at least three weeks for the renovations to be completed.

Carlisle did not rush him. The fact that they could finish renovating an office area of several thousand square feet in about ten days was already quick work.

For the next few days, Carlisle poured all his energy into his studies.

That Friday, he went to change the name of Astral Holdings to Aurora Holdings.

In the blink of an eye, the weekend had arrived.

It was a beautiful day, so Carlisle moved his coffee table and chair out to the balcony so he could read there.

Gareth had called to ask him to go drinking, but Carlisle found an excuse to reject him.

Christine sent a message and invited Carlisle out, saying it was a "company dinner" to try and persuade him to come.

Carlisle did not reply to her message.

Sean and Owen called consecutively to ask him out for a meal.

Carlisle made his excuses and decided to turn his phone off. Before he could do: So, it rang again.

This time, it was Hilda.

Carlisle picked up. "Mom?"

"Are you busy, Carlisle?"

"No, I'm reading."

"Are you really that studious?"

"Well, I can't afford not to be. You and Dad want me to make the family proud, don't you?"

"You little scamp. Don't tire yourself out. I just miss you too much!" There was a tenderness in Hilda's tone.

Carlisle was busy with his studies and establishing his businesses at the same time, so he must be tired.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He was even studying on the weekend!

How could Hilda's heart not ache for him?

A rare smile appeared on Carlisle's face. "Studying isn't tiring at all. I'll take care of my health!"

He asked, "My friends haven't caused any trouble for you and Dad, have they?"

Hilda said quickly, "No, no. Ben is very obedient and always tries to help us out. Whenever

Heath needs to go to the toilet, Ben is the one who takes care of him!"

They chatted for about half an hour before Hilda reluctantly hung up.

Before Carlisle could put his phone down, Ryan called.

Ryan didn't usually call him unless he didn't have enough funds for development.

Carlisle picked up and said, "Mr. Scott.

Ryan coughed dryly. "Mr. Zahn, um..." "Not enough funds?"