Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone with The Money by Little Treasure

Chapter 15

Their eyes met.

The atmosphere turned cold as both of their faces showed clear disdain for each other.

Cynthia, wearing slippers, headed upstairs without any intention of engaging in conversation. For the first time, she exuded such a cold aura.

“Stop,” Joshua said, addressing her retreating figure.

Cynthia acted as if she had not heard him and kept walking.

Joshua quickly stepped in front of her at the bottom of the stairs, looking down at her with his usual detached demeanor. “Can we talk?”

“Fine,” Cynthia agreed.

They walked toward the couch, and Joshua removed the remote control.

Cynthia saw this and said nothing. She poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, and then sat down on the sofa with the glass. “Go ahead. What do you want to talk about?”

“What’s your relationship with Mitchell?” Joshua stared at her intently, not missing any of her facial expressions.

Cynthia replied confidently, “We’re friends.”

“When did you meet?” Joshua asked further.

Cynthia did not hesitate to answer, “When we were kids.”

A chill flickered in Joshua’s eyes. He felt that she could not even come up with a proper lie. ” Given Mitchell’s background, there’s no way you could have known him as a child.”

Cynthia did not respond, feeling like they were talking at cross purposes.

“You better not harbor any inappropriate thoughts about him. He’s not as harmless as he seems,” he warned.

“We’re just friends, and we have no intention of taking things further. Don’t impose your assumptions on me. That’s the basic respect people should have for each other,” Cynthia clarified.

Joshua’s eyes darkened even more.

asked her a question, Cynthia decided to ask one too, “Since you’re asking, let me ask you, when did you

Joshua was speechless.

you think. You better stay away from her,” Cynthia

“Cynthia!”

angry again.

sofa,

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Chapter 15

time, if you want to have

phone and left the room. She could not believe she’d fallen in love and gotten married on

watched Cynthia retreat to her room and gently close the door, with a fire burning in his chest. She could not stand being here another second

casual and indifferent. “Hello, is this Clear Spring Cleaning Services? I have an apartment that needs dusting. That’s right, just dusting. For a move–in tomorrow. Great, I’ll send

purchased in Jiverton several years ago. Jiverton was known for its beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, perfect

she could finally move her things out and

even know what had possessed him to have someone investigate her background. When he thought about it,

Cheyne’s team had spent hours investigating Cynthia, only to find even less information than what was on

“Mr. Neal…”

you find anything?”

we found something, but there’s not much to it,” Mr. Cheyne said, looking at the sparse information on the paper in

did not catch the implications of his words. “Go on.”

Mr. Cheyne read the words on the paper with trepidation.

more information, but nothing came. His brow furrowed as he asked

admitted, pushing his glasses up

stood up from his chair, the computer screen on his

ID,” Mr. Cheyne said, his voice lacking confidence. He then ventured to ask,

“Look deeper.”

and this is the result

apter 18

sure

it?” Joshua was frustrated.

believablel

work, and all

were two words?