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

phone call. He became indifferent and distant, and was no longer gentle. That was the day she discovered

thought, Cynthia pursed her lips and asked Joshua

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

raised her eyes to meet his, her

eyes, Joshua felt a pang

too much, he would do his best to meet

most expensive

“Done.”

in

“Okay.”

you earned during our two years of marriage has to be

had maintained a steady expression, finally shifted his gaze.

the company’s dividends during our two-year marriage is worth

stared at her and

course, I’ll also share 40%

could not

him and asked seriously, “Can’t you

Joshua refused without even

you meet with your parents, just make sure they know about

narrowed like sharp knives. He had not expected this person

sure you want to talk to me like this?”

replied, meeting his gaze. She knew he hated

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

in her chair, while her piercing black and white eyes was filled

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

car. We’ll get a divorce on Monday,” Joshua responded with a

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