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

Chapter 471
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Chapter 471

“I know,” Cynthia calmly replied.

Matthew glanced at Cynthia several times but eventually started the car and followed

behind Mitchell, knowing that Cynthia was definitely keeping something from him.

Later, the four had dinner, rested, and went home separately.

Usually, they should have had drinks during this meal, but Matthew declined, knowing that

Cynthia could not handle alcohol well. After all, he would not be able to resist prying for

information if she got drunk.

Matthew did not want to find out about her situation in that way.

It was past nine o’clock at night, and Cynthia returned with Matthew Before leaving, she

took her laptop with her.

After arriving home, Cynthia was about to go inside when she remembered the contract

and told Matthew, “Captain, just go directly to Arch International Group tomorrow morning.

I’ll have Momo take care of everything for you

“Alright,” Matthew.responded.

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Cynthia entered her apartment but did not immediately rest. Instead, she went to her

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study because of what happened today.

She opened her personal computer and wrote down the events that took place at Jayleen’s

place on paper. Then, she circled the

letter ‘K‘.

Being able to guess that Jayleen’s phone system had been modified indicated that the

person was familiar with her way of doing things

Even Jimmy would not be able to figure it out.

Except for her ‘mentee‘..

Once she figured that out, Cynthia got busy on her laptop, and a dialogue box appeared

on the screen.

She sent a message, [Nana, it’s you, right?]

At that moment, in another country.

A beautiful woman with long, sleek hair saw the message and raised an eyebrow. Then,

she took her laptop and went outside, saying to the man sitting on the couch with a wine

glass, “She messaged me.”

“Who?” the man asked.

“My master, K.”

The man paused in his actions.

Nana handed him the Laptop and explained, “This is our special way of communication.”

“Heply to her. Try to extract information from her and find out where she is,” the man

ondered, smirking.

“I’ll give it a try,” Nana responded.

She placed the laptop on the table and replied to the message.

[I really can’t hide anything from you. Why did you Lamper with Jayleen’s phone?)

Cynthia looked at the message and confronted her, Ion’t you know the reason better than

anyone else?]

[Nana: What do you mean?]

[Cynthia I’ll catch the person you’re helping 1

Nana pausedler typing and relayed the message to the man.

The man paid no attention to it, but his gaze deepened, “If she could catch me, she

would’ve caught me years ago.”

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Nana conveyed this message back.

[Cynthia: Stop now while you can. Otherwise, I’ll catch you too when I get him.]

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Nana: You’re in Cloudtopia, right?]

Cynthia looked at the message and opened a satellite map on the web page, capturing a

screenshot of their location and sending it to Nana

After sending it, she replied, It seems that your skills haven’t improved much. You can’t

even distinguish between a virtual IP and a real IP.1

This statement caught Nama by surprise.

How could this be?

“5–She knows where we are,” Nana said, sounding serious.

The man, on the other hand, was not shocked at all. “She’s K. It’s normal for her to know.

Don’t worry about it. Even if she knows, she can’t come and catch me while I’m overseas.”

Nana felt somewhat defeated.

She had been learning and breaking through for the past three years, but why could she

not catch up with her pace?

Amidst her frustration, she could not help but admire her.

Her mentor truly lived up to the title

Nana asked, How did you break through my virtual IP to find my actual location?]

Cynthia replied straightforwardly, [Have you forgotten who taught you?]