Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Carlisle hissed, “Do you know how much work Shane takes on in the dorm just to make enough money for you? He runs our errands for 50 cents and does our daily laundry for a dollar!” 

At first, Carlisle thought Shane needed the money to help out his family. 

However, after discovering Olivia was trying to sell her virginity to the highest bidder, Carlisle figured she must be desperate. In other words, Shane had done all that cheap labor to help her. 

Tears welled up in Olivia’s eyes when she heard Carlisle’s admonishment. She closed her eyes as the tears streaked past her cheeks, saying, “Then please tell him I don’t like him anymore and to leave me 

alone from now on.” 

Carlisle sighed in exasperation. “Come with me. I can help you if it’s money you need…” 

She shook her head. “I owe Shane far too much already. I can’t bring myself to put more burden on him..” 

Before Carlisle could speak, Olivia reached for Luke’s arm and said, “Come on, let’s go.” 

Luke wrapped an arm around Olivia’s slender waist. She stiffened at his touch, and her tears did not stop. 

Carlisle pulled Daniel back just as a loud thud resounded through the room. 

Francis charged forward like a bolt of lightning toward Luke and his lackeys. 

One of the lackeys next to Luke cursed, “Damn it, this guy’s just asking for a beating!” 

He lifted his leg to kick Francis, but the latter dodged it and slammed his elbow into the lackey’s chest. 

The lackey fell onto the ground, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. 

Luke blanched at this and turned to make a run for it, but Francis moved faster. He stuck a foot out and tripped Luke, who staggered forward and fell flat on his face. 

The other lackeys had gotten out of their cars, armed to the teeth with baseball bats and steel batons they grabbed from their trunks. 

Francis grabbed Luke by his collar and lifted him like a helpless pup. 

Unexpectedly, Luke produced a dagger that he must have kept hidden. He twisted the weapon, aiming for Francis‘ chest. 

Francis reacted quickly enough to grab Luke’s wrist and twist it. 

“Ow!” Luke cried out, dropping the dagger as his voice reached a wailing pitch. 

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“Fuck, let go of Mr. Carlson!” one of the lackeys warned outside. Some of them even pulled out their phones to call lan. 

Francis eyed them icily and growled, “Step aside or I’ll snap his neck!” He then turned to Carlisle. “Grab her and we’ll leave now!” NôvelDrama.Org © content.

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Carlisle tugged on Olivia’s arm, leading her forward so they could leave the place. 

Olivia struggled as she cried, “Forget about me and go!” 

“Shut up!” Carlisle snapped at her irritably. She quieted at once and let him pull her out of the hair salon with Daniel following closely behind. 

Luke’s men had blocked their exit. 

Stomping on the hilt of the fallen dagger and flipping it into the air, Francis grabbed it and pressed the blade against Luke’s throat. “Get them to move,” he growled viciously. 

“Kill me if you dare,” Luke threatened with a feral grin. 

“You wanna test me?” Francis pressed the blade further into Luke’s skin until he drew blood. 

Luke was unfazed as he mocked, “Go on, slice my throat open…” 

Francis‘ brows furrowed. He couldn’t very well kill a man even if the latter asked for it, could he? 

Daniel trembled as he asked, “C–Carlisle, what do we do?” 

Panicking, Carlisle looked at Francis and ordered, “Think you could pave the way?” 

Without another word, Francis hit the side of Luke’s head with the hilt of the dagger and knocked him out. After he cast Luke’s limp body aside, he turned the blade forward and charged into the crowd. 

“Damn it. Kill him!”