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

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Joshua did not pay him any attention, and he left the hospital room with steady steps. He

thought about what Yosef Tanz had said, and his eyes deepened with thought. Could Cynthia really be Chairman Yate’s daughter?

As he considered this, his gaze fell on the branch manager waiting outside. He called out to him, “Mr. Harrison.”

Mr. Harrison immediately stood up straight. Seeing the look on Joshua’s face, he wondered if the conversation with Yosef Tanz had not gone well.

“Arrange a dinner with the chairman of Yates Group,” Joshua said slowly, his tone so mysterious that no one knew what he was planning.

Mr. Harrison was confused. Worried that he had misheard, he asked, “The chairman of Yates Group, Mr. Yates?”

“Yes,” Joshua replied indifferently and continued walking toward the exit. As he passed by Cynthia’s hospital room, he glanced inside.

“But our collaboration with Yates Group isn’t an important part of our business.” Mr. Harrison thought Joshua wanted to discuss business and was concerned about the appropriateness of the dinner invitation. “Wouldn’t it be a bit improper to arrange a dinner under such circumstances?”

“I don’t see any problem. Just say that I find our collaboration with Yates Group pleasant, and I’d like to discuss the possibility of extending our partnership,” Joshua replied, already planning to probe Chairman Yates for information.

Mr. Harrison hesitated for a moment, his expression complicated as he looked at Joshua.

“What’s wrong?” Joshua noticed.

“Our collaboration with Yates Group hasn’t been very pleasant, actually. During our negotiations, both parties were outwardly polite, but deep down, we were quite hostile toward each other,” Mr. Harrison recalled previous events, his face pale.

That particular collaboration had been nothing short of a battle between them. He did not

want to collaborate with Yates Group as they were simply too difficult to deal with!

Joshua was taken aback. He had not expected this outcome. Nexuria’s business dealings were usually arranged externally. “Then find another reason to arrange the meeting.”

“Yes, sir,” Mr. Harrison reluctantly agreed.

Cynthia was unaware that Joshua was about to meet her ‘Old Man Yates’.

At nine o’clock in the evening, Shirley finally woke up. As she opened her eyes to the white hospital room, she felt pain all over her body. Furrowing her brow, she tried to move but was stopped by a familiar voice.

“Don’t move. You’re still receiving an IV,” Cynthia warned her.

Shirley’s eyes widened in surprise. She instantly became more alert, looking toward the source of the voice. Seeing her sister, her eyes filled with joy. “Sis! You’re back!”

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have about twenty minutes

face, as if she could not get enough of looking at

worried she might catch

“Sis.”

“Yes?”

glad you’re

“Me too.”

“Sis.”

“Yes?”

so happy to

expression full of affection. “You need to focus on

“Okay!” Shirley happily agreed.

was finished. When the IV

helped her sit up, raising the hospital bed and handing her a cup of warm water. She only sat down after taking care

energy and excitement apparent. “I heard from Dad that you married Joshua

Cynthia sighed.

Why does everyone know?

began, her gaze falling on Shirley’s bandaged head, “Before I answer that question, you

faded, replaced with

her sister

can’t be mad at me if I tell you,” Shirley said hesitantly, biting her lip as

Cynthia agreed, “Alright.”

hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke, “I was beaten up, but I’m not quite sure who was behind

me more,” Cynthia said, steadying herself and calmly discussing the situation with

sister.

“I suspect

with Mr

relatives, but I don’t think it has anything to

confessed in a hushed tone, biting

Quin was their

Cynthia knew.

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when I received a text message. It said that my friend was in trouble and I needed to get there. quickly,” Shirley recounted, explaining the sequence of

inquired, looking

to find the words, her eyes darting away

her sister’s reaction, Cynthia understood.

admitted sheepishly, fearing her sister’s reprimand. “Uh… yeah. I didn’t think much about it at the