Back to the Past Breaking the Love Spell (Carlisle Zahn) novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175 

The following day at 6:00 am, Heath, who had been playing cards all night, entered the bedroom to wake up Carlisle. 

Carlisle sat up, yawning, and asked, “Is the internet back?” 

“Not yet.” 

“Can you get a pen for me?” 

“Sure.” 

Heath left the room and quickly returned with a ballpoint pen. 

Carlisle took a folded check from his jeans‘ back pocket and filled in the amount. 

Heath’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably. 

Was 

Carlisle really going to give him ten million dollars? Didn’t Sunny say those properties hadn’t been sold yet? Where did Carlisle get ten million dollars from? 

“I’m giving you 15 million dollars to settle lan as soon as possible.” 

Carlisle handed the check, filled out for 15 million dollars, to Heath. 

15 million dollars? 

Heath’s breath became heavy as he took the check with both hands. 

Carlisle continued, “After you integrate the underground industries, I want 50 percent of the profits.” 

“50 percent… That’s too much….” Heath took a deep breath. 

Carlisle hadn’t expected Heath to have such a big appetite. He narrowed his eyes and said, “You should know that without my investment, you might never have had the opportunity to deal with lan in your 

lifetime.” 

Heath was briefly stunned. He then forced a smile and said, “Carl, you’ve misunderstood. What I meant was that you’re giving me too much. I only need 30 percent.” 

He used to be Horace’s right–hand man, so he knew how profitable those industries were. 

Horace made over 500 thousand dollars during his peak daily. That’s half a million a day, which adds up 

to 15 million a month. 

Taking 30 percent profit for himself would still mean 450 thousand dollars a month. The thought of earning that amount was beyond his wildest dreams. 

Carlisle had indeed misunderstood Heath’s meaning earlier. 

Now that Heath had explained it clearly, Carlisle breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. “I’m providing you the money without effort while you and your comrades risk your lives. It’s only fair that you get 50 percent 

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of the profits. 

“Let’s settle on that. You take care of things at the studio here, and I’ll head to school.” 

Even as Heath saw Carlisle off in a taxi, he had not fully recovered from his shock. 

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He had followed Horace since he was 15, living on the edge. He had seen a lot in the eight years of ups and downs, though perhaps not everything. 

But now he found himself unable to see through Carlisle at all. He even had a strange feeling that an ancient soul inhabited Carlisle’s 18–year–old body. 

At Riverland University’s entrance, as soon as Carlisle got out of the car, he saw Mike and several classmates huddled together, munching on bread. 

Kelvin spotted Carlisle and immediately exclaimed, “Mike, Carlisle is here!* 

Mike threw the bread on the ground and gritted his teeth. “Damn it, today I’m going to teach him a lesson!” 

He had gone to find Carlisle for the promised money last night, but Carlisle wasn’t in the dormitory, leaving him waiting for over two hours. 

Kelvin incited, “I can see he doesn’t even respect you, Mike. We must teach him a lesson today!” 

Mike’s expression grew even colder. 

Carlisle noticed the hostile looks from Mike and his group and realized they must have waited for him in 

the dormitory last night. Now, they were likely eager to vent their frustrations 

There was no other choice. He would just have to spend some money to settle the matter. After all, they 

wouldn’t cause trouble for long. 

With his hands in his pockets, Mike stared coldly at Carlisle as he approached. “You…” 

“Mike, here’s five thousand dollars. Sorry for the delay last night. Don’t take it to heart.” Carlisle handed