Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Chapter 643

"We interrogated two of the ringleaders we captured, but they were tight-lipped. They only said they were hired to do the job, and they don't seem like Jalen's men," Francis said,

puzzled.

He wasn't worried about someone targeting the boss but was more concerned about not knowing who that someone was.

"Could it be someone hired by Austin?"

Gareth narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"We retaliated against the internet company Austin managed on the same day Alumni Network was hacked. Austin would definitely suspect us."

"Let's talk about it when we get home," Carlisle mumbled, leaning back in his seat.

Francis headed to the driver's seat to start the car.

Gareth approached him and instructed, "Francis, make sure to take good care of Carlisle's safety. It would be best to expand your security team."

Francis assured him, "As long as they don't have heavy weapons, they won't be able to lay a finger on the boss!"noveldrama

"Good to hear."

Gareth nodded and then stepped back, smiling. Francis drove off.

Wendell suddenly asked, "Francis, should we consider bringing in more people?"

Francis thought for a moment and nodded.

"Indeed, we need more manpower. The other senior staff in the company also need protection."

Wendell pulled out a cigarette. But after realizing they were in their boss' Rolls-Royce, he put it behind his ear and sighed.

"I wonder if Oscar Haynes would be willing to come on as a bodyguard."

"Did Oscar retire too?" Francis asked, slightly surprised.

Oscar was an expatriate mercenary whom Francis and Wendell had met during a

peacekeeping mission. He had always dreamed of being a soldier, but he could not achieve

that dream in his home country due to his family's past.

Instead, he went abroad to become a mercenary, leading a group of compatriots to great

success.

"Last year, Oscar was framed by the higher-ups of that mercenary group. He nearly died abroad and returned with just a breath left. He borrowed 80 thousand dollars from me for medical treatment."

Wendell's face showed a trace of bitterness.

"That money was all I had. I was meant to buy a house and get married!"

"Did all his men return to their home countries?"

"Yes. The second-in-command of that mercenary group had a grudge against the locals. They cleared out all the local mercenaries. Out of over 30 of Oscar's comrades, only a dozen survived!"

Wendell's eyes flashed with anger.

"If it weren't for Oscar, that mercenary group wouldn't have grown so large. They were simply getting rid of him after using him!"

"Damn scum..." Francis gripped the steering wheel tightly, cursing through gritted teeth. Wendell glanced at Carlisle, who was likely already asleep, and said softly, "Ask the boss tomorrow. I want to bring Oscar and Dragon Special Force people over. I'm guessing they don't have much work right now either."

"There's no need to ask. Just bring them here," Carlisle mumbled.

He wasn't entirely out of it and had heard their conversation. Francis and Wendell were undoubtedly the best bodyguards. Not only did Carlisle need them, but as the company grew, the senior staff also needed protection.

With Aurora Holdings' rising prominence, it was only a matter of time before they attracted the attention of powerful entities. Expanding the security team was inevitable to ensure the safety of the company's senior management.

Time flew by, and it was now December 24th, Friday-Christmas Eve.

Carlisle received a large number of apples. As the class monitor, he also spent money buying premium-packaged apples from Shane to distribute to his classmates and teachers.

After school, Carlisle carried a sack of apples and walked out of the school. Francis, who was waiting outside, stepped forward to take the sack.

Back at the apartment, they were greeted by Wendell and a man. The man stood about five feet six inches tall, with shoulder-length hair and a scruffy beard. He wore a chipped leather jacket, faded jeans, and patched-up yellow rubber shoes. His stern face was expressionless.