Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Chapter 648noveldrama

An old and shaky voice was heard from the phone. It was Charles, who was 92 years old.

Yara stopped what she was doing immediately and asked seriously, "Grandpa, why are you calling me at such an hour? Did something happen?"

Charles' voice trembled as he said, "Those brats had their company maliciously targeted recently. Was it your doing?"

"No, it wasn't."

"Are you not willing to tell me the truth? Paradise Fishery was your father's company. If you wish to regain all the shares, then I'll support you!"

"But it wasn't me. I don't have the ability to go against four listed companies," Yara replied, feeling awkward.

She was also curious about who was targeting her uncles. In merely a few days, the companies were sent into chaos. She figured it must be the work of a criminal organization. "It really wasn't you?"

"It really wasn't. When have I ever lied to you?"

"Well, it's definitely someone who knows you. Otherwise, they wouldn't target your uncles all at once. Think carefully. Is it an old acquaintance of yours?"

"I don't have any old acquaintances!" Yara insisted.

She looked upset, but her eyes showed a glimmer of hope.

She wondered if it could be her previous boyfriend from long ago. But they had broken up for more than ten years. Moreover, the person he knew was Yvette, not Yara.

But if it wasn't him, then who else could it be?

Yara's brows were furrowed as she pondered on the situation.

Suddenly, her eyes widened. She questioned if it was Carlisle who was behind this.

Half a month ago, Carlisle called her to offer his help. At that time, she thought Carlisle was full of himself as he had gained some wealth.

Even if Carlisle knew someone like Lethan, it would be challenging for him to extend his influence to Yalville.

At Yalville, Paradise Fishery wasn't weaker than Thompson Group. Before his passing, her father constantly taught her that one must be strong. He also taught her that relying on others was less effective than relying on oneself and that one must always walk one's own path.

As such, she turned down Carlisle's offer.

15 days had passed since Carlisle last called her. The timeline lined up somewhat.

After her call with her grandfather, Yara called Owen.

"Hello, who am I speaking to?" Owen answered the call politely.

"Owen, give me Carlisle's number."

"Why do you want to speak to him?"

"Just give it to me. I have to speak to him about something important."

"Alright," replied Owen.

He then gave her Carlisle's number.

Carlisle had cooked some spaghetti. He had just placed a plate on the table when he received Yara's call.

"Carlisle, it's me... Yvette..."

"Oh! Hello," replied Carlisle as he ate.

"Are you behind that situation?" asked Yara.

"Yes," replied Carlisle without hesitation.

Yara took a deep breath and asked, "How... How did you do it?"

"Forget about how I did it. Now, your uncles have decided to sell their shares to me.

"Based on Paradise Fishery's valuation of 1.5 billion dollars, 10% of the shares should sell for at least 120 to 150 million dollars, so 40% should be worth around 600 million dollars. Selling them to you for 650 million dollars shouldn't be excessive, right?"