Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Chapter 666

"Oh damn! I can't get to the Imperial Hotel. We're at Wonderland Steakhouse. There are too many people here, so we probably won't be able to get away," Sean said.

"Let's meet some other day, then." Carlisle hung up and pushed the door open.

The moment he entered, he was greeted with a strong fragrance.

Carlisle's vision focused, and he inwardly gasped.

There were two enormous round tables with approximately 30 people seated around them.

Apart from Gareth, they were all women of all shapes and sizes, but none were unattractive. Gareth was wearing a very eye-catching red suit.

He propped his chin in his hands, making the Rolex on his wrist very conspicuous.

"Hello, Mr. Zahn!" The crowd greeted Carlisle.

Gareth had already told them who they were waiting for.

He had said that Carlisle was the boyfriend of the founder of Swiftfunds Financial Investments, Wanda.

He was also the CEO of Aurora Holdings.

"Hello everyone." Carlisle nodded at them.

He strode over to Gareth and sat down, saying in a low voice, "You're living the life, Gareth! No wonder I haven't seen you for the past couple of days. You've just been hanging out at Swiftfunds Financial Investments, haven't you?"

Gareth looked sideways at Carlisle and said irritatedly, "Your girlfriend isn't around, and the other two shareholders have classes. If I don't hold down the fort as the main

shareholder, there'll be chaos at the office!"

Carlisle looked sideways at Christine and asked, "Has Wanda given you shares?"

"Yes. Ms. Thompson has given me and Phoebe five percent in shares each." Christine lowered her head guiltily.

Gareth had spent 30 million to get his shares. According to the cost at which Gareth had bought the shares, the five percent she owned was worth 7.5 million.

"We didn't want to take it, but Ms. Thompson threatened us and said she would stop being friends with us if we didn't accept," Phoebe mumbled as she hung her head, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

Phoebe and Christine were from the countryside, and 7.5 million was an unimaginable amount to them.noveldrama

In the current era, the average salary per year for people in the countryside wasn't even up to three thousand dollars.

The entire village would have to grow crops for decades to earn 7.5 million.

Carlisle was Wanda's boyfriend, and they felt that what belonged to Wanda also belonged to Carlisle.

That was why they felt as if they were being accused by their boss.

"No, I was just asking. Why are you behaving like that?" Carlisle was amused. Why were they acting like he was scolding them?

He paused, and his expression softened. He smiled and said, "Wanda established the company. You and Phoebe managed it from the start alongside her, and you'll be founding members in the future. It's perfectly logical to give you shares."

"Alright, it's a festive occasion. Let's not make things so tense!" Gareth interrupted and changed the subject.

He said to Jenny, "Ms. Robson, tell them to serve the food."

"Alright, Mr. Spencer." Jenny got up and went out.

Carlisle asked, "2004 has come to an end. How much revenue did your company generate last year?"

Christine and Phoebe both hung their heads and said nothing. Gareth took a moody sip of tea.

Carlisle immediately knew what it implied. He smiled slightly and asked, "Are there many clients who are overdue on their loans?"

Christine sighed. "Currently, our company has around three hundred thousand registered users. In November, we had one thousand five hundred clients take out loans, and we loaned out about 23 million in total.

"They were all short-term loans, but when the payment date came, we couldn't get in contact with most of the clients. Some of them keep dragging it out. They even threatened us and said they wouldn't pay if we didn't increase the interest rates. Some clients even told us directly that they won't pay!"

Carlisle glanced at the female staff present. "So you hired all these people to demand payments?"

Christine nodded. "Yes, but it hasn't been very effective..."

Carlisle frowned slightly. Big data wasn't being discussed yet, and there wasn't even a system in place for credit reports. It would be difficult to get back those overdue loans.

The waiters began to serve the food.

Gareth could tell that Carlisle was equally stumped, so he waved a hand and smiled as he said, "It's the first festival of the new year. Let's eat and drink well and not talk about work." Carlisle ignored Gareth and continued asking, "What does Ms. Thompson think?"