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

Yoel was already secretly crying as he darest to fight against the tyrant Joshua, silently apologizing to Cynthia multiple times. as he said, “I want to come up and talk to you about something. Are you home now?”

With that said, the call endest

Voel pursed his lips and told toshma, “Mr. Neal, I have done what you assigned me to do.”

“I’ll let the snitching incident slide, but it there’s a next time, you don’t have to stay at the Neal Group anymore,” Joshua said as he draped his suit jacket over his arm.

He was wearing a white shirt and suit pants.

“Yes, Mr. Neal,” Yoel replied

Joshua opened the car door and got out, walking toward the building where Cynthia stayed.

Yoel stopped him “Wait!”

Joshua halted his steps, and his sharply defined, handsome face and the white shirt added a few more degrees of coldness to his temperament.

“How about I get you a room nearby so you can freshen up and change before meeting Ms. Yates?” Yoel glanced over the lipstick on Joshua’s collar

Joshua called him at nine o’clock to pick him up, he did not hesitate

Joshua’s collar, and he

shattered his understanding

from patting her on the back to comfort her,

lipstick stain and such a strong fragrance on him

done by being physically

Do I have to bathe and change clothes to see her?” Joshua looked at Yoel coldly, saying with a sharp

pointed and said, “No, it’s the lipstick stain on you, and there’s a strong

Yates like this.”

That was exactly what

why he copied it

Yiordan’s words, he suddenly wanted to know if Cynthia cared about

not like her or even did not want to see her, he still did

get an answer.

this, he strutted forward with his

Yoel rubbed his

Forget it.

no point in

they were