Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



"You're right." Carlisle smiled. He took Sean to the Rolls-Royce to get the money.

There were about two million left from the three million in cash he had gotten from Mike. Before leaving Riverland, Carlisle had gone to the studio to take the two million in cash.

One million wasn't a small amount, and Sean did not have a box to keep the money in, so he waved at Owen. "Owen, come over here!"

Owen was laden with all kinds of gifts. When he heard Sean calling for him, he walked over, carrying all his gifts.

"Sean?"

"Owen, it's your 18th birthday today, but I haven't prepared anything. Carl and I have discussed it, and we'll give you 888,888 dollars in cash as a birthday gift!"

Sean pointed to the sack of cash in the back seat as he spoke.

Owen's eyes bulged at once. "Wh-wh-"

That was over 800 thousand!

He could buy a well-furnished villa in the Rainville suburbs with that money.

After a long time, Owen recovered and looked at Carlisle and Sean. He was very touched. He said, "Sean, Carl, I'm already happy that you came to attend my birthday party. I can't take this money!"

Everyone liked money, and Owen was no exception.

He had daydreamed many times about becoming a millionaire.

When he sat at his seat in the CEO's office at Dragonaire Studio, he knew that day would soon arrive when his dream came true.

However, he wanted to accomplish it through the company's profits and not through a birthday gift from Carlisle and Sean.

Besides, he had a rough idea about Aurora Holdings' financial situation.

Carlisle had sold ten percent of the shares to Gareth the other day.

Dragonaire Studio hadn't started making any profits yet, and Govan and Xenos were in desperate need of funds for research and development.

He could not add to Carlisle's financial pressure at this time.

Carlisle patted Owen's shoulder and smiled as he said, "You only turn 18 once. You should have some unforgettable memories. Sean and I think of you as our younger brother. As for this gift, it's really the thought that counts. Just take it!"

Owen's eyes were moist, but he shook his head. "Carl, I really can't accept this money. If you want me to have a happy birthday, let's get drunk tonight!"

Sean said impatiently, "Why are you hesitating like a sissy?"

Owen remained firm. "Whatever you say, I won't accept this money. Even if you cut ties with me, I won't take it!"

Sylvester and the others heard the argument and walked over.

Rory frowned and said, "Sean, what are you yelling about?"

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Gordon said in a low voice, "Carl, this money..."

Carlisle had driven back in a Rolls-Royce, and he wasn't planning on keeping anything from them any longer. He explained, "We earned this through our business."

"What kind of business would be that profitable? There's at least a seven-figure amount in there, right?"

Gordon stared at the pile of cash. For the first time, he was suspicious of Carlisle.

He knew Carlisle was making money, but he had never imagined how much money Carlisle's business could make.

What kind of business would make money so quickly?

Illegal businesses.

Gordon was worried that Carlisle was doing illegal business out there.

Sean could tell that Gordon seemed to have misunderstood, so he explained quickly, "Mr. Zahn, don't let your imagination run wild. Alumni Network was established by Carl, and he was the one who gave me the position of CEO."

Owen nodded and said, "My gaming company belongs to Carl, too. Apart from that, Carl also has a phone company and a semiconductor factory. He's also got shares in several phone hardware suppliers."

Although they were trying their best to explain, Gordon still looked suspicious.

How had Carlisle set up so many companies in just two months?

Were they working together to deceive him?

However, he remembered that Sheldon had attended the Alumni Network press conference,

which showed that Carlisle's business was legitimate.

Gordon said doubtfully, "Are Internet companies really that profitable?"