Back to the Past Breaking the Love Spell (Carlisle Zahn) novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 

After a brief exchange, the call ended. 

Ivan sent Carlisle his bank account information. Given their real–life acquaintance and the generous share of ten grand Carlisle offered, Ivan sided with him. 

True to his word, Carlisle went to the bank and completed the transfer. 

Back at the rental, Hank was busy fine–tuning the multiboxing software while Heath tirelessly set up new 

accounts. 

“Okay, done!” Hank declared, taking a sip of Chardonnay. 

Heath handed Hank a notebook filled with the new accounts‘ information. 

Soon all ten accounts were successfully logged in. 

Next, Hank activated an auto–grind script and a speed booster hack. As he watched all ten accounts level up simultaneously, a grin appeared on Carlisle’s face. 

But just then, all the accounts were forcibly logged out. 

“What the hell? What’s going on?” Heath asked nervously. 

Hank tried to log back in, only to be greeted with a system maintenance message. 

“Don’t worry, it’s just routine maintenance!” Hank leaned back in his chair with his legs crossed. He blew a strand of hair out of his eyes. “After this update, I bet my cheats won’t work anymore!” 

Heath handed Hank a cigarette. “With you as our ace, who needs to worry about updates?” 

Hank lit the cigarette and took a deep drag, yawning. “I’m going to take a nap. Call me when the 

maintenance is done!” 

“Heath, you should get some rest as well!” After pulling an all–nighter, Carlisle felt fatigue set in. 

“I’m not tired!” Heath grinned, feeling very energetic after receiving his share of twenty thousand. 

Carlisle lay down on the sofa and fell asleep. 

Heath, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, copied the multiboxing software and hacks from Hank’s computer to the other computers. Then he logged onto “The Mystical Journey’s” game forum to do some 

research. 

When Sean and the others woke up, Heath dragged them into learning about the game as well. 

Meanwhile, at Islo Clothing, Lethan sat in his office. His face darkened as he looked at the photos on his 

desk. 

They were all explicit pictures of his wife and his close friend, whom he considered a brother. 

Lethan’s face paled, and his hands shook as he opened the video attached to the email. 

After watching the unbearably steamy video, he clenched his teeth so hard that they made a grinding 

sound. 

He couldn’t believe his usually pure and Innocent wife could behave so wildly in bed. 

Just then, there was a knock at the door.