Back to the Past Breaking the Love Spell (Carlisle Zahn)

Chapter 373

In truth, Carlisle had overheard Christine and Phoebe's conversation earlier.

SwiftFunds Financial Investments was the first online moneylending business in the country, and its reputation would only grow with the widespread usage of the

internet.

As such, SwiftFunds Financial Investments would need an astronomical sum of

funds to keep up with its ever-growing clientele.

Christine pursed her lips and nodded. "That's right. We have a few potential

customers who are looking to borrow two million dollars, but the repayment for the

first loan we issued won't be due for another week."

Phoebe asked, "Do you know anyone who might be interested in investing in our company, Carlisle? Could you pull some strings?"

Carlisle grinned. "You've got a keen investor right here."

Phoebe and Christine froze. The former was the first to recover from her shock and

said, "Carlisle, we need two million dollars, not 200 thousand. That gaming workshop

of yours can't possibly make that much money!"

"How narrow-minded of you," Carlisle said dryly. "You have no idea how profitable

online games are."

With that, he pulled out a blank check. "Give me a pen," he said to Phoebe as he extended his hand.

Once again, Phoebe stiffened in shock. He had a checkbook with him, and he seemed ready to invest two million dollars into SwiftFunds Financial Investment. Christine had already given Carlisle her pen.

Carlisle wrote the check for two million dollars and signed on it with a flourish. When Christine saw this, she had to pinch her calf to make sure she wasn't dreaming. The sharp pain told her she was, indeed, awake.

She never imagined Carlisle to be someone who could fork out two million dollars

without even batting an eye. It was as if he had become a different person from when he was in high school.

Even Wanda had less than a million dollars in savings when she launched

SwiftFunds Financial Investments.

Phoebe's eyes were as wide as saucers. "Carlisle, you're not pulling our legs, are you?

"Do I look like I'm joking? Carlisle countered while chuckling. He added, "This company of yours will make it big one day. You should look for more investors.

The grace period you've afforded your clients is at odds with the number of loans you put out. You'll need more funds if you want to keep the business running."

With that, Carlisle took Wanda by the hand and led her out of the classroom.

Phoebe felt as if she was in a dream as she stared at the check in her hands.

All this while, she thought Carlisle had successfully set up a gaming workshop because he had Wanda's help. It seemed she was wrong.

If Carlisle could fork out two million dollars without batting an eye, Phoebe reckoned

his net worth must not be less than five million dollars.

He couldn't very well have given Phoebe and Christine all his savings to help them.

Christine took a deep breath. "Carlisle's right; we have to find investors as soon as possible..."

"Oh, please. Investors don't just fall out of the sky," Phoebe cut her off wryly."

Besides, I think we should take things one step at a time.

"We'll only approve and put out loans after we've received our dues; that should

lower our risks."

Christine sputtered. "We should reconsider our company name then."

The company hadn't been named SwiftFunds Financial Investments for nothing; the name itself guaranteed a fast lending process.

The slower the lending process, the more their reputation would take a hit. They would end up losing customers at this rate. Meanwhile, Carlisle took Wanda to the man-made lake behind campus. There were several couples here, all of whom were seniors. Most of them refrained from physical touch, though. The most they did was huddle

around and talk

Not many of them held hands like Carlisle and Wanda did. None of them looked to be freshmen, either.

Some of the seniors were looking at Carlisle and Wanda with envy.

Over at Imperial Hotel, Gareth smacked his desk in executive suite no. 8 as he seethed, "Damn you, Isaiah!"

There was a feral look on his handsome face, and his eyes were bloodshot as he

grimaced.

Gareth was childhood friends with Isaiah Osbourne. They grew up together in the same neighborhood.

When Gareth agreed to collaborate with Isaiah in wine production, he never expected the sulfur dioxide used in this batch of wine to be over the safety index.

Usually, a controlled amount of sulfur dioxide was used to stop any unwanted bacteria from growing on the grapes used in making wine, but too much of the compound could endanger human life.

The batch of wine in question was the first batch to be launched, and over 30 bottles of it contained ten times more sulfur dioxide than the allowable concentration. That

was enough to kill a man.