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

Chapter 446
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Chapter 446

If his eldest son had raised his child as his second son had, Samantha would not have

turned out this way. Even though the second son’s liikl was slightly mischievous, he was

respectable and would never indulge in these acts of lawlessness.

“For minor issues, you can reach out to Michael. Alter your second uncle Tanz disciplined

him recently, he’s been given somme leeway.” Old Man Tanz added.

There was something significant that he did not mention. Little Quier was now retired, and

if Cynthia were to be bullied, he would likely be the first to defend her.

“Alright,” Cynthia responded.

Once the issue was resolved, Cynthia’s heart lightened considerably

Seeing that it was not time for the meal yet, Old Man Tanz asked Cynthia to play another

round of chess with him. Before they started, he sent a message to Matthew. If you don’t

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come soon, Cynthia will be leaving.)

Matthew, who was playing chess with a group of retired seniors, glanced at the message

and quickly replied, “Hold on, I’ll be there after claround”

“Little Quer, it’s your turn. Why are you on your phone?”

“Hurry up!”

“I’ll be my turn after this round.

“I wonder if Lattle Quier’s skill level has improved in the past two years.”

“Does it matter if it’s improved? Has anyone among us ever pushed him to his limit?”

“That lad is a real weirdo.”

The old men chatted animatedly.

Dressed in a long black coat, Matthew responded to their comments with a wry smile.

“After this round, all of you should go home for lunch. Don’t let your wives wait anxiously.”

“It’s almost noon!!

“How has time passed so quickly? We’ve only played two rounds.”

“After lunch, I want to play the first round.”

“It’s supposed to be my turn!”

The men began to argue amongst themselves.

Matthew’s eyes were narrow, their black pupils shining in the light. He quickened his pace,

a tinge of curiosity tingling within him. What would Cynthia’s reaction be when she saw

him?

At that moment, Cynthia was also engrossed in her game. After all, Old Man Tanz’s level of

play was quite high when he was serious. Twenty minutes later, both games had reached

a critical stage. Matthew had finished his match, but neither Cynthia nor Old Man Tanz, so

concentrated on their game, noticed a man, tall, handsome, dressed in a black coat and

military boots, walking toward them from a small path.

Cynthia took Old Man Tanz’s listing. At that exact moment, Matthew silently stood belund

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her. His beautiful eyes gave her a quick oner–cner before landing on the chessboard. His

thin lips smiled so slightly, Cynthia felt a presence behind her but did not think much of it.

She assumed it was a member of the Tanz family or perhaps someone else from the

military compound who had cure to watch. The game consumed all of Old Man Tanz’s

attention as well.

Twenty minutes later, the game concluded. Old Man Tanz ealailed a long breath, growing

fonder of Cynthia with each move she made. “You’re quite the player, tragging me at

every turn. I almost…he trailed off when he saw Matthew He had not finished the

sentence, but the sentiment was clear. Ite had almost lost. Surprised, he wondered, when

did this young man.

Cynthia had rarely seen such an expression on Old Man Tanz Instinctively, she followed his

gaze.