Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 627





Chapter 627 "Invitation?"

Carlisle's eyes snapped open when he heard Christine mention receiving an invitation to Wanda's birthday party.

He was surprised that the rehabilitation hospital actually allowed outsiders to enter. He wondered why they'd do that and if they worried about their secrets being leaked.

"Who gave you the invitations?"

"Queenie did. She seems to have received one, too."

"I see. It's been two months since you last saw Wanda. She's going to be thrilled to see you at her birthday party," Carlisle remarked while smiling as he imagined Wanda's reaction when she saw Christine and Phoebe.

Christine continued, "I've been talking to Wanda over the phone these days. She's been asking about you a lot."

"You talked to her over the phone?" Carlisle asked in disbelief, surprised that Wanda was allowed to contact the outside world.

Christine explained, "Wanda made a friend there who managed to get a phone through connections. She contacted us with that phone."

The first time Wanda called Christine, they chatted until late at night. The next day, when Christine tried to call Wanda back, she was informed that the user's phone service had been suspended due to non-payment. Christine then topped up the phone's credit with 200 dollars.

In the following days, Wanda called Christine every night, asking about the company's situation and her relationship with Carlisle.

Christine also learned from Wanda that the two had met and that Wanda had asked Carlisle to forget about her.

When Christine asked Wanda her reason for doing so, the latter simply said she had no memory of Carlisle anymore and wanted to focus on learning as much as possible during her university years.

Despite Christine's persuasion, Wanda seemed to have made up her mind. Thus, Christine had no choice but to give up on convincing her.noveldrama

"Can you give me her number?" Carlisle asked.

"Well..."

Christine hesitated because Wanda had instructed her not to give the number to Carlisle.

"It's getting late. You should get some rest," Carlisle said calmly, his tone devoid of blame.

"I'll send it to you on MSN Messenger."

Christine ultimately decided to give Carlisle the number. If Carlisle and Wanda broke up for good, Christine might never believe in romance again. Moreover, Christine still owed Carlisle her life. If it weren't for him, she would likely be long dead.

Carlisle received Wanda's number from Christine but didn't make the call immediately. Instead, he dialed Lethan's number.

"Carlisle, I was just about to call you!" Lethan answered instantly.

"What's up?" Carlisle asked.

Lethan lit a cigarette and worriedly said, "Will this cold wave ever come? Riverland had a bit of rain and snow yesterday, and the temperature dropped significantly. But it's still not enough to affect

the aquaculture ecosystem."

"Why the rush? Winter won't reach the south until it's closer to November."

Carlisle understood Lethan's eagerness for the cold wave to arrive. However, from a humanitarian standpoint, he disagreed with Lethan's urgency.

Then again, Carlisle was a businessman, not a saint. With billions invested, he couldn't afford to worry about humanitarian concerns. This was human nature at its finest.

"The month is already halfway over, and the temperature in the north has dropped. How can I not be anxious?

"We're heavily in debt to raise this one billion dollars. If this bet fails, it will take years to recover. With the rapid development these days, I'm not even sure if Islo Clothing can maintain its current performance!" Lethan said irritably.

"Take it easy. Just focus on breaking into aquaculture," Carlisle calmly reassured him.

Lethan extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray and calmed himself down before slowly asking, " So why did you call?"

"Did you receive an invitation to Wanda's birthday party?"

"I didn't, but Shania did."

"I'll ask Shania for help then." Carlisle hung up and called Shania.


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