Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 580

Orville had often stayed up all night with Zachary playing The Legendary Tale. While his behavior in the game was over the top, Zachary found it acceptable, as he sometimes saw himself as the lofty guild leader, too.

However, now, in reality, Orville remained as dramatic as he was in the game. Clearly, he had some mental issues.

Zachary decided to get to the bottom of Orville's situation.

"Where are his family?"

"He's an orphan."

"Does he have a job?"

"No."

"Then how did he get the money to go online?"

Zachary was confused. Orville had been online almost every night and occasionally spent money on in-game items. Josiah glanced at the other guild members, who silently lowered their heads.

Growing impatient, Zachary demanded, "Spit it out."

Josiah stammered, "O-Orville's girlfriend, the one who cheated on him, gave him 30 thousand dollars. We've been living off that money for the past six months."

Zachary looked at them, feeling speechless.

"And

I you lied to me about having jobs?"

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The truth was revealed. Zachary planned to sit down and discuss it further. He noticed Sharon, who looked about the same age as Wanda, standing by the empty table.

"Did you reserve this table?"

Sharon nodded.

"My friend reserved it."

Zachary smiled gently.

"Could you ask your friend to give it up? I'll pay two thousand dollars for the table."

"T-Two thousand?"

Sharon stared at Zachary in disbelief.

"My goodness! Is this how the rich behave? They're willing to spend two thousand just for a table at a diner. I only managed to earn three hundred a month selling hair clips. The world of the wealthy is simply beyond me," she thought.

"I'm sorry, but I can't make that decision. And I don't know how to contact-"

Sharon suddenly stopped talking when she noticed someone at the door.

"He's here. Why don't you ask him yourself?"

Zachary turned his gaze outside and locked eyes with Carlisle.

"Carlisle?"

"Zachary?"

Both of them were momentarily stunned.

Zachary sneered, "What a day! I didn't expect to run into you here."

Carlisle shot back, "Guess I won't have much of an appetite for lunch later."

Sharon nervously glanced between them. Although they clearly knew each other, it was evident they weren't on friendly terms.

"Aren't there any more seats?" Carlisle asked, noticing the lone empty table left in the diner.

Wendell turned to Jack and said, "Hi, I'm Webb."

Jack pointed to the empty table.

"Welcome. This is your reserved table."

Carlisle walked directly to the table and taunted, "Oh my, it seems Mr. Thompson won't have a seat."

Zachary's expression darkened. He knew Carlisle wasn't going to sell him the table. He figured Carlisle was wealthier than him now since he had Gareth's financial support. Carlisle was no longer the pushover he once was.

Fixing his gaze on Carlisle, Zachary raised his voice and said, "I'll buy a table for five thousand dollars."

Immediately, patrons at three other tables stood up.

"I'll sell."

"We're almost done anyway."

"Hey, handsome! You can have our table!"

Zachary's disdainful look turned into a smirk as he said, "I'll take all three tables."