Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



"Alright," Yvette answered perfunctorily.

"You don't believe me?" Carlisle could tell that she did not believe him at all.

However, that was a normal reaction.

If it had been him, he wouldn't have believed it either.

Carlisle continued, "Holly Fisheries spent three hundred million to build the greenhouses, and they're also planning to use seven hundred million to acquire the aquaculture companies in Cascade State.

"Do you think that we're doing it because we feel like we have too much money? How many enterprises in Cascade State would take out a billion to play around with?"

Yvette's brow wrinkled slightly.

It wasn't that she didn't believe Carlisle. When Holly Fisheries started building greenhouses to raise fish, she tried to guess the reason.

When others deduced that Holly Fisheries wasn't trying to dominate the market, she had wondered if it was because the temperature would change drastically that year.

This was something that Yosef had once told her to pay extra attention to.

Paradise Fishery's fish ponds had been dug in the mountains and used pure water from mountain streams. The quality of the land and water there was excellent, and they could handle most temperature changes. However, if the change were too big, the fish in the ponds would all die.

Yvette had looked up Holly Fisheries. It was a joint company owned by Lethan and Shania. Lethan was the chairman of Islo Clothing, one of the leading fashion companies in

Riverland, while Shania was the CEO of Windex Corporation.

Every industry was different.

The fact that two people who had nothing to do with the fishing industry had suddenly started an aquaculture company was strange as it was. Not only that, they also injected a huge amount of funds into it. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were putting all their eggs in one basket.

Now, Carlisle was telling her confidently that there would be a huge change in temperatures this year. This made Yvette feel even more uncertain.

After a long silence, Yvette finally said, "I can't make decisions for the company."

Carlisle asked in a low voice, "Did you distance yourself from Owen's family to protect them?

Yvette said nothing. She had gone from being an ordinary woman in the village to the leader of Yalville's leading company in aquaculture. She had learned a lot during that period, especially about trusting people.

Carlisle continued over the phone, "You inherited the family business, but you're unable to make any decisions in the company. It means that you have no authority in Paradise Fishery.

"In fact, they even want to get rid of you. In order to protect Owen's family, you had no choice but to act as if you weren't acknowledging them, even if you ended up being accused as an ingrate!"

"You sure think you're smart!" Yvette scoffed.

Carlisle and Owen's families had a pretty good relationship with each other.

If she told Carlisle these secrets, Owen's family would be sure to find out as well.

Knowing all this would only hurt them.

As Yvette worried about it, Carlisle's deep voice suddenly came through the phone. "I can help you."

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. You don't need to worry about Paradise Fishery," Yvette said before hanging up.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Carlisle sighed, still gripping his phone.

Francis, who had been concentrating on driving, laughed softly and said, "We've known each other for so long, but this is the first time I've heard you sigh!"

He had the impression that Carlisle was always calm and steady, no matter what happened. Even when Wanda had been kidnapped, he only worried inwardly while thinking of a solution.

"Francis, tell the information department to find out what the conflict between the executives of Yalville's Paradise Fishery is." Carlisle did not want to give up on the three thousand tons of fish.

Three thousand tons were equal to six million pounds.

If a pound could earn them a dollar, that was six million dollars.

He had 20 percent in shares, which meant that he would get 1.2 million out of the six million.

All his calculations were also based on the lowest standard.

Now that the end of the year was approaching, the demand for fish was sure to increase.

With the effect of the cold wave, the price of fish could rise by at least 20 percent.

Carlisle felt it was perfectly plausible to estimate that a pound of fish would earn them three dollars.

It meant that three thousand tons of fish could create 18 million in profits.

However, right now, the problem was that the executives of Paradise Fishery were in

conflict. If Carlisle wanted to earn money, he would have to solve this problem.

Francis did not ask for a reason. He just pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Francis?"