Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Sean said wryly, "Mr. Zahn, you have no idea how much money you can make from the Internet. Let me put it this way. I accepted an advertisement the other day, and the other party started with a price of five million for advertising fees, but we didn't accept it.

"After that, we discussed a different way of collaborating. If the number of registered users on our website continues to grow, our company will get at least three million every month in advertising fees."

Rory and Gordon gasped. They exchanged glances, and both saw the shock in the other's eyes.

Three million a month in advertising fees?

Wouldn't that be 30 million a year?

Sawyer was smoking his Ghurka Royal, and he said seriously, "Times have changed. Your mindset became old-fashioned a long time ago. Let the young people do whatever they want. The future belongs to them."

Gordon's expression cleared when he heard what Sawyer had to say. He patted Carlisle on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead and do it! I trust you."

Carlisle grinned broadly and said, "I won't disappoint you.""

Sean added, "We've gone off-topic. Owen, just accept it. This is from Carl and I."

Owen's expression was cold as he said, "I'll get angry if you keep insisting."Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sean saw that Owen had made up his mind, so he pulled Sylvester over to him. "Mr. Barlow, please take this money on behalf of Owen."

Sylvester jolted violently. "Let Owen make his own decision about this."

He would never earn that much money, not even if he worked for his entire life.

However, Owen insisted on not taking it, so he must have a reason.

Now that Owen was successful, Sylvester could no longer influence his thoughts so easily.

In the end, Owen did not accept the money.

Sean and Carlisle had no choice but to resign themselves to the fact.

They just drank a couple more rounds with Owen that night.

There were four tables laid out in the living room, and soon, the meal began.

Heath and Benjamin gave Owen 20 thousand dollars as a congratulatory cash gift.

Hilda kept putting food on Carlisle's plate.

Sharyl kept Lily beside her and chatted with her about everyday things.

Carlisle smiled happily as he took in the bustling scene.

In his past life, right before Carlisle died, Sean had said, "Rest in peace, Carl. In the future, I'll treat your parents like my own."

Although they hadn't interacted much after they started working, Sean would always lend him money whenever Carlisle asked, even if he had to use his credit card to get it.

That friendship was worthy of Carlisle guiding Sean to prosperity in this life.

Apart from that, Owen had helped Gordon chase off a bunch of drunk men.

The purity of these friendships was so much more reliable than the disreputable friends he had made at the office.

One didn't need many friends as long as one had true friendships.

After dinner, the cake that Gareth ordered had arrived.

They turned off the lights and gathered around the cake to sing the birthday song.

Owen blew the candles and began cutting the cake.

"Owen, take that!" Sean had been drinking quite a bit and smashed the cake into Owen's face.

"Damn!" Owen grabbed a handful of cake to retaliate.

Sharyl frowned and said, "Sean, what are you doing? You'll get the sofa dirty!"

Hayley smiled and said, "Let them have their fun! It's nice to see them being so lively."

Since Hayley had said so, Owen did not hold back at all. He rubbed cake into Sean's face. As the two horsed around, they dragged Carlisle and Gareth in to join them.

Rory and the others had also been drinking quite a lot. When he saw that Sean was on the losing end, he joined in the fray.

Soon, cake was flying everywhere.

The chaos lasted for half an hour before finally coming to an end.

There was cream all over the floor, and Seamus even slipped on it on his way out.