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.

question, Cynthia decided to ask one too, “Since you’re asking, let me ask you,

Joshua was speechless.

stay away from her,”

“Cynthia!”

was angry again.

the sofa, her emotions

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Chapter 15

Jayleen. I’m warning you one last time, if you want to have a better life after the divorce, stay away

and gotten married on a whim to someone like Joshua. How could she have been

fire burning in his chest. She could not stand being here another second

is this Clear Spring Cleaning Services? I have an apartment that needs dusting. That’s right, just dusting.

climate, perfect for vacations. At the time, she had thought it

divorce, she could finally move her things out and avoid the

her background. When he thought about it, he realized that aside

of work, Mr. Cheyne’s team had spent hours investigating Cynthia, only to find even less information than what was on her ID card. He hesitated before calling

“Mr. Neal…”

find

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

the implications of his words.

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

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

admitted,

chair, the computer screen on his desk displaying

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

“Look deeper.”

did, and this is the result of our

apter 18

you sure y

it?”

believablel

a day of work, and all

were two words?

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