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

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Chapter 447

However, when she saw the man standing behind her, her mind blanked for a few

seconds, a string of question marks flashing in her head. Captain?

“You, young man. I thought you weren’t coming. “Old Man Tanz broke her stupor

“I always keep my promises.” Matthew’s deep voice was quite pleasing to the ear,

complementing his tall and handsome

“Alright, stop with the formalities. I’ll go check if the meal is ready. You two chat.” Old Man

Tanz did not intend to play gooseberry here.

Matthew nodded slightly, an air of nobility surrounding him. “Alright.”

Once Old Man Tanz left, silence fell over the area. Cynthia was not usually one to shy

away. She had been perfectly calm when she met Joshua’s parents However, this time, she

genuinely felt timid

“Do you always get this nervous seeing me?” Matthew observed her state, his tone

teasing.

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Cynthia stayed silent. How could she not be nervous?

Matthew gestured to the seat Old Man Tanz had just vacated. “Sit.”

Cynthia complied obediently. Up until that moment, she was still wondering. Was he not

supposed to return on the 7th? It was still the 6th, was it not?

“Do you want to start with a 5,000–meter weighted run to warm up?” Matthew poured her

a cup of tea, his tone casual yet a tad indifferent. “Might help you relax?”

Cynthia could only stare blankly. No, that would not be necessary!

“Cynthia,” Matthew called her.

Cynthia responded instinctively to this address. “Yes?”

“Let’s play a round.”

we’re about to rat”

“Old Man Tanz didn’t say so.”

She was usually calm and collected. However, she was bothered by something. The

Captain had said he wanted to have a talk

with her

The feeling of unease hung over her like a blade suspended precariously above her neck.

Seeking her distracted state, Matthew, with a steady hand, arranged the pieces on the

chessboard and asked, “Would you prefer to discuss the issue of using me as an “antidote

Last time or play chess?”

“Chess,” Cynthia answered without hesitation.

Matthew looked at her, his ink–black eyes narrowing. “Did getting married take away all

your courage?”

“Weren’t you bolder before?

“No bolder than you are, Cyutlula said, skillfully diverting the tuple. Her gaze rose to meet

his, “Didn’t Mitchell say you wouldn’t be back until the yth? Why are you here already?”

Matthew’s lips thinned, his short hair lending him an appearance of ragged handsomeness

that was both refined and majestic. His white shirt added a touch of scholarly air to him.

As she took in his visage, Cynthia was momentarily stunned. A thought surfaced in her

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mind, “The Captain didn’t look too bal‘ If Jammy, Kendrick, and the others were to hear of

this thought, they would surely berate her for being blind. What do you mean not too bad?

He’s drop–dead gorgeous!

“That was just a smokescreen, Matthew replied nonchalantly.

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Cynthia struggled to keep up. “What?”

“To prevent you from slipping away. If I am not mistaken, according to your original plan,

you intended to leave Nexuria by plane right after your talk with Old Man Tanz, didn’t

you?” Matthew’s eyes seemed to see right through her.

Cynthia held her forehead. He was a little too smart for her liking

“Afraid I’d hold you accountable for what happened last time?” Matthew asked casually,

although it was also a probe.

“No,” Cynthia spoke the truth, as she did not believe that the iron–blooded, cold Captain

could harbor something as gentle as affection. “I just don’t want to be punished with

running and push–ups.”

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