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

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Chapter 450

In a short while, the tan had finished their game Matthew took the initiative to pet away

the chess pieces and board, bidding the old man farewell with a courteous yet refined

manner. Cynthia also hide Carewell. Though Old Man Tanz was reluctant to let them go, he

understood not to delay them for too long.

“How are you going back, Captain?” she asked.

“I’ll hail a cab.”

Old Man Tanz was taken aback. He glanced instinctively at the SUV parked nearby,

confused by the blatant lie. However, he chose not to confront Matthew, silently watching

the performance unfold. He was curious as to what Matthew was planning.

“It’s quite a distance to walk from here, and there aren’t many cabs around. Where are

you headed? If it’s not too far, I can give you a ride,” Cynthia said, holding the car keys.

The Captain had always been kind to them. She could not just stand by and watch him

walk all that way,

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Matthew’s eyes remained indifferent, his tone casual. “Would it be too much trouble?”

“Not at all, Let’s go,” Cynthia replied.

“Okay”

Marthew followed her obediently Old Man Tand’s lips twitched. How crafty!

Cynthia led Matthew to her car, oblivious to any suspicion, and swiftly left the military

compound. Her lack of doubt stemmed from seeing three cars in the Tanz family’s garage

when she arrived and knowing that the Captain had walked over. She never considered

the possibility that he might have arrived earlier. Old Man Tanz had not let any information

slip

Once settled in the passenger seat, Matthew sent Old Man Tanz a message notifying him

that someone would retrieve the car The next day.

“Cynthia.” He glanced at her after sending the message.

She was focused on driving, “Hmm?

“I mentioned applying for a job earlier. Have you given it any thought? Matthew toyed with

his phone, an aura of casual indifference about him. Even his glance held a hint of

languidess

Cynthia besitated. “You weren’t joking?”

“No.”

“You really want a job?”

”

“What type of job?”

“Anything that puts me in the same office as you or involves work related to you.”

Matthew’s voice was low as he glanced at a message on his phone

is from his father.

Hank Quier: Have you really retired?)

Matthew gooded swiftly, [Yes]

Cynth was ordused.

“Why?” she asked, puzzled by hits work res

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“I’ve never worked outside the military. I’ve always been training, encullog missions, or

instructing others.” Matthew stated solemnly, his words leaving no room for doubt.

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Cynthia thought for a moment. It seemed true. Life in the organization was different from

the outside world. Although the Captain possessed a variety of skills and integrating into

society would not be a difficult task, every beginning has its challenges, and an initial

adjustment period would indeed be necessary.

“Come to the company after the holidays. I’ll give you a contract,” she said, her innocence

reminding him of a bunny rabbit. A faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the comers

of Matthew’s lips. He turned his gaze toward her, asking, “Really?”

“Minhm.”

“Alright.”

With a nod, Matthew agreed. Just at that moment, his phone lit up again. The incoming

message was still from his father. [Hank Quier: So when are you coming back to inherit our

properties? Your mother and I want to go on a vacation.)

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