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.

would help her dry her hair after she washed it

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

her lips and asked Joshua calmly, “You said I can determine the compensation myself,

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

of compensation is fine?” Cynthia raised her eyes to meet his, her delicate facial features

eyes, Joshua felt a pang of guilt.

he would do his best to meet

I want the most expensive supercar in your

“Done.”

in

“Okay.”

our two years of marriage

had maintained a steady expression, finally shifted his gaze. While worrying that he had misheard, he asked,

two-year

her

course, I’ll also

evaporating. He could not believe

him and asked seriously, “Can’t you do

not!” Joshua refused

you meet with your parents, just make sure they know about your infidelity in our marriage.

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

want to talk

replied, meeting his gaze. She knew he hated threats more

cold. “I’ll give you what you want, but

Cynthia leaned back in her chair, while

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

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

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