Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



A cold, arrogant-sounding voice answered the phone.

"Solomon, find out about the conflict among the Paradise Fishery executives."

"Yes, Francis!" Solomon was a retired comrade that Francis had recruited.

He was now the manager of the information department at Aurora Holdings.

The information department of Aurora Holdings was responsible for collecting information and analyzing it.

Carlisle called Lethan again and told him he would follow up with the Paradise Fishery project.

Yvette and Sylvester spent the whole morning discussing the issue, but they could not come to an agreement.

Sylvester was very obstinate and flatly refused to let Yvette touch Christopher's grave.

He felt that Yvette had not shown her gratitude while Christopher was alive. Now that he was dead, nothing she did would be of any use. It would only give rise to more speculation. Yvette had no choice but to leave.

When she left the village, Yvette looked sadly at the old house where she had lived for over 30 years.

The influence of her uncles in the Lyon family was too strong. With her current position, it would be almost impossible to go against them.

Now that she was leaving, she had no idea when she would come back.

Sylvester and his family stood at the entrance to the village and watched her car drive off.

Owen suddenly said, "Dad, Carl says that Aunt Yvette might have some difficulties that she can't speak about."

If anyone else had said so, Owen would have ignored it completely. He wouldn't even have told Sylvester about it.

However, since Carlisle had said so, he was reconsidering it.

Yvette had been busy during her search for her family, but she would always come back during the New Year.

Whenever she did, she would bring presents for Owen and his parents, and she would even buy him new clothes. She had only distanced herself from them after finding Yosef.

Sylvester lit a cigarette and puffed it irritatedly. He breathed out a stream of smoke and said,

"People change, especially after they have money."

Hayley did not express an opinion. It was difficult for her to say anything about Yvette. When she first married Sylvester, she and Yvette got on fairly well. After she gave birth to Owen, Yvette stayed by her side during the first month or so to take care of her.

By the time Carlisle got off his plane at Yorksle International Airport, it was already 10:00 pm.

Wendell had booked a hotel in advance.

Carlisle and Francis met up with Wendell outside the hotel.

Wendell was wearing a down jacket and had on a hat and face mask.

Francis said amusedly, "Wendell, why are you dressed like a thief?"

Wendell lowered his voice and said, "The Martells own many properties in this area. I can't guarantee that I won't meet the staff from the hospital. It's better to be safe than sorry."

Carlisle was very satisfied with his professionalism. He nodded, smiled, and said, "Let's get a private room and have dinner."

"I've already booked the room. Let me take you to your rooms to put your luggage down." Wendell led Carlisle and Francis up to the eighth floor.

The hotel wasn't a five-star hotel, but it was at least four stars, and the corridor was carpeted with a fluffy carpet.

For his friends, Wendell would've just reserved a cheap inn.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Carlisle was his boss, so he had found a more luxurious accommodation.

They reached the door of Room 808.

Wendell took out his keys and said in awe, "This hotel isn't cheap. It costs 860 dollars a night!"

Francis' expression darkened as he said, "You really spend this money freely, don't you?"

After Wendell went to Yorksle, Aurora Holdings had given him a sum of money for expenses for the trip.

Carlisle had also transferred one million to him.

A hotel room that cost 860 dollars per night was about the same as an average person's monthly salary!

Wendell laughed awkwardly. "I asked Ms. Yates, and she said it was fine."