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.

married, he was kind, caring, and helpful. He would help her dry her hair after she

everything changed after he answered a phone call. He became indifferent and distant, and was no longer gentle. That was the day she discovered that Joshua had

pursed her lips and asked Joshua calmly,

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

to meet his, her delicate

Joshua felt

request was not too much, he would

want the most

“Done.”

villa in

“Okay.”

two years of marriage has to be split equally between

steady expression, finally shifted his gaze. While worrying that he had

and financial management, your salary plus the company’s dividends during our two-year marriage is worth hundreds of millions. I don’t want too much. A quarter of it was enough,” Cynthia explained

her and

I’ll also share 40% of your

not believe he had not realized that

and asked seriously, “Can’t

course not!” Joshua refused without even

said, setting her pen down. “Next time you meet with your parents, just make sure they know about your infidelity in our

expected this person

sure you want to talk to me like

gaze. She knew he hated threats more than anything,

expression was cold. “I’ll give you what you want, but if the divorce doesn’t go smoothly, you know the

Cynthia leaned back in her chair, while her piercing black and white eyes was filled with

of marriage, Cynthia had always been sensible, obedient, and gentle. She had never confronted him in

the villa, and the car. We’ll get a divorce on

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255