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

Chapter 397

Still, Owen didn't dare ask or show it on his face. He only accepted the doughnuts with a smile. "Thank you, Ms. Thompson."

Sunny asked, "Carl, is it just the two of you? You can join us; the more the merrier.

Carlisle shook his head. "Another two friends of mine are coming."

"Carlisle." A familiar voice suddenly sounded from his right side.

Carlisle turned his head to find Luna and Queenie seated at another table.

Luna waved at him and asked, "Do you want to come over and eat with us?" Carlisle repeated, "Thanks, but I still have other friends coming."

Luna was a kind senior. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have been able to be with

Wanda openly. He noted to himself that he must not forget Luna when he became

rich in the future.

Just then, a yellow Ferrari pulled up in front of the restaurant with a roar.

"Oh my God, a Ferrari? Sunny almost jumped out of his seat when he saw the Ferrari. He used to work in the real estate industry and had met with many rich people. But he rarely saw anyone who could afford a Ferrari in this town.

Cameron narrowed his eyes and narrated, "That's a 2003 Ferrari Enzo which is worth about two million dollars. That model will be discontinued this year, and there are only ten of them nationwide.

Owen looked at Cameron with narrowed eyes. "When did you study up on Ferraris?"

Cameron explained helplessly. "I came across it in the forum and was instantly fascinated, so I studied it for a few days.

Owen laughed. "Let's work hard. Perhaps we'll get to drive it one day."

Cameron said indifferently, "I can drive it now, though."

Owen and Sunny were stunned. Even Carlisle looked surprised. Could it be that

Cameron was a secret scion of a rich family?

Owen chuckled. "Cameron, are you kidding?"

Cameron grinned. "Weren't you joking first?"

Both of them joked around, and it was very lively.

Gareth got down from the Ferrari. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, a pair of shorts, and yellow flip-flops. He walked toward Carlisle with a purse tucked under his

arm.

"It's him again," Luna mumbled softly.

Queenie whispered, "Do you fancy him? Did you see his car? It's worth two million dollars. He's perfect! Don't forget me if you end up with him."

Luna took a deep breath and stared at Queenie incredulously. "He's probably the poor ex-boyfriend my sister dumped.”

"Huh?" Queenie was surprised.

The nation's most prominent owner of a red wine company was a poor man? Did she mishear or was Luna making things up?

Luna sighed and continued, "My sister is a snobbish person. I'guess Gareth hid his identity when he was with my sister."

"Damn! Did he do that to test her? Your sister should have been smart and held on a little longer, then she would be able to marry a rich man," Queenie said with a curious expression.

Luna took a sip of her beer and shook her head with a smile. “There are things that won't come back ever again once you miss them. If my sister learns his real identity, she will definitely regret it very much." Queenie thought of something and asked, "Has your sister ever slept with him?"

"Probably not. My sister is conservative. She wants to save her first time for the wedding night."

"That's good then."

"Why? Are you interested?" Luna raised her eyebrows.

"Hell no! I just think that you have a chance.

"Me?" Luna pointed at herself and widened her eyes.

"Yes. Anyway, he's never slept with your sister. Didn't you say that you look similar to

your sister? If you run into him a few more times, you'll surely get his attention.

"He even took a good look at you last night, remember?"

"No way. I don't want to be my sister's replacement. Besides, if his love for my sister has turned into hatred, he'll only be annoyed by my presence." Enjoy Ad-Free Reading>>

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Lor's not talk about it anymore Let's done insead Luna Bifted her beer glass and elskou it with Queenie's, then she chugged it downs

At Carlie's table Gareth and Max sat together on one side while he and Wanda sat

on the opposite side

Owen had helped Carlisle place their orders at noon, so the steaks were served not long after they were seated

Wanda cut into the steak right away. Carlisle glanced at Gareth and Max, who were smiling slightly. They were not bothered by Wanda's impolite behavior at all.

They indeed came from a family of government officials in Yorksle. They knew how to get on in the world and were far-sighted.

Carlisle quickly got up and apologized with embarrassment, "Please be

understanding. I'll drink more later as a token of apology.

Gareth waved his hand and said with a smile, "Let's not do that. This is a gathering of friends. There are no such rules."

Max said jokingly, "Yes, yes. I also dislike drinking as a form of punishment.

Gareth's grandfather taught him that he had to be flexible and far-sighted in the

business world.

Although Theodore was not a businessman, it was true that the political scene was not much different from the business world. In fact, some would even say that politics was even more dangerous than business.

When dealing with official leaders, the consequences of an offense wouldn't be ast simple as punishing oneself by drinking.

"It tastes so good." Wanda showed a satisfied smile.

"Eat more then." Carlisle couldn't help but smile as well. His eyes were full of

adoration and happiness.

He would dote on her like usual, regardless of how she changed. Not to mention how cute she was now-she was just an Innocent, sweet girl.

"The steak smells good, I'll have a try as well." Gareth cut a piece and put it into his mouth. It was tender, savory, and a little spicy.

Gareth widened his eyes in surprise. "Max, try this. It tastes really good."

It was rare for Max to see Gareth giving such a positive review of food. Maybe he did it to lighten the mood, or perhaps it really did taste good. Regardless, he would usually never eat at restaurants like these. Max politely rejected the bite. "My stomach is weak, so I can't eat anything too spicy. I'll just drink with you."

"Excuse me, please make way." The waiter placed a plate of garlic butter steak on the table.

Carlisle explained with a smile, "Considering that you may not eat spicy food, I ordered a garlic butter steak just in case."

Max's smile froze instantly.

Gareth knew that Max was a picky eater. But the steak here was flavorful, so he leaned over and said, "It's true. It tastes way better than the A5 Wagyu Steak of Imperial Hotel."

Hearing that, Max cut a piece of the garlic butter steak and placed it in his mouth. The garlic flavor went well with the juicy steak. It really was delicious.

Max nodded and praised, "It's indeed not bad. I'm surprised that a regular

steakhouse like this can make steaks that taste as good as those at Imperial Hotel."

Gareth suddenly had an idea. "I think we can buy the recipe from them and open.

steakhouse franchises all across the nation. Just the spicy flavor and garlic butter flavor are enough."

Max asked, "How much is the steak?"

Gareth checked the menu and was taken aback. "It's only 35 dollars."