Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

It was nighttime at Sovereign Heights of Jiverton.

Two people sat facing each other in the spacious and bright living room. A divorce agreement lay between them. The man, wearing a well-pressed suit, had perfect facial features and an indifferent expression. His whole body exuded a strong sense of oppression.

His cold eyes fell on the silent girl opposite him, and his gaze was as dark as the midnight outside.

“We’ll get a divorce on Monday. Besides the compensation in the divorce agreement, you can ask for anything else you need,” Joshua Neal stated firmly, and his words were cold and his voice was low.

“Why so sudden?” Cynthia Yates’ voice was cold.

Joshua’s response was simple. “Jayleen is back.”

Cynthia knew who Jayleen was. After a short silence, she agreed, “Okay.”

Joshua paused, seemingly not expecting her to agree so readily.

Cynthia opened the divorce agreement, saw the densely packed words, and remembered her past with Joshua.

They had met at Jiverton’s Evening Club two years ago. Both of them were heartbroken. But luckily, they found solace in each other’s company over two glasses of wine. Their encounter was brief, without a one-night stand, and they parted ways after their drinks.

Three days later, Joshua showed up at her door with his personal assistant Mr. Cheyne to propose marriage.

She said yes.

helpful. He would help her dry her hair after she washed

no longer gentle. That was the day

this thought, Cynthia pursed her lips and asked Joshua calmly, “You said I can determine the

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

Cynthia raised her eyes to meet his, her delicate facial features lacking

her eyes, Joshua felt a pang

Cynthia’s request was not too much, he would do his best to meet it. She

I want the most expensive

“Done.”

in the

“Okay.”

years of marriage has to be split

who had maintained a steady expression, finally shifted his gaze. While worrying

company’s dividends during our two-year marriage is worth hundreds of millions. I don’t want too much. A quarter of it was

at her

course, I’ll also share

was evaporating. He could not believe he

at him and

Joshua

just make sure they know about your

and his eyes narrowed like sharp knives. He had not expected this person to be such a hypocrite, pretending to be a nice and

sure you want to talk to me like this?” he

his gaze. She knew he hated threats more

was dark and his expression was cold. “I’ll give you what you want, but

chair, while her piercing black and

seen her like this before. In their two years of marriage, Cynthia had always been sensible, obedient, and gentle. She had never confronted

car. We’ll get a divorce on Monday,”

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