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

Chapter 120

However, the more Cynthia tried to keep it from Joshua, the more he wanted to know.

Joshua slammed the small disc on the table and fixed his gaze on Cynthia. Then, slowly and deliberately, he said. “Text me the name, occupation, and age of your first love.”

Everyone was confused.

Was that even allowed?

Cynthia locked at him, puzzled.

Was this man dropped as a baby? How could he not know his own name, occupation, and age?

“What’s wrong? Are you afraid to let me know? Cynthia’s stare made him feel uncomfortable, as it she was trying to hide something from him.

Joshua just had to know.

Who was this person who had become her first love and made her remember him so fondly after all these years?

Cynthia muttered, ‘You’re insane.”

she downed three more glasses of

did not have

her third glass of wine. Mitchell interrupted,

thought she still had feelings for

to misunderstand,

was Joshua because she simply

too much to drink and her alcohol tolerance isn’t very good.”

“Oka”

word. Joshua chimed in, holding back his frustration, “If she can’t handle her alcohol she can choose not to drink. No one is forcing her

Cynthia slurred, already a little drunk and unwilling

pinched the bridge of his nose, sensing trouble. He lowered his voice, so only Cynthia could hear him, “Do

froze, a moment of discomfort flashing across

black mark on her history that she

watched as the two of them got closer, and he really wanted to separate them. However, his own pride and ego kept him seated, and he asked indifferently. “Can’t handle it after all?

“Let’s, Cynthia blurted out.

Mitchell both remained

Cynthia was not her usual sell. Normally, she would not play along with anyone’s teasing if she did not feel

to provoke her, she would just

continue just because of

a moment, worried that