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

Chapter 149

Cynthia held back her emotions and said, “If you have any doubts or don’t believe me, you can say it directly.”

“Someone knocked on the door to deliver a letter to Mitchell. Who was that person? Why did he send it to him? If someone is really kidnapped, isn’t calling the police the best solution?” Joshua did as she wished and asked all the questions.

Cynthia said, “Wait a minute.”

Joshua was seething. She still wanted him to wait?!

Cynthia took the mobile phone and called Mitchell, asking him to send the letter to her. After Mitchell hung up the phone, he took a photo and sent it to her.

Cynthia clicked on the picture and showed Joshua.

After Joshua read every word, he only had one thought. Mitchell really outdone himself. He even created evidence so seamlessly.”

“Mitchell is still checking the surveillance cameras at the hotel to find out who left him the letter,” Cynthia explained.

Joshua threw her mobile phone on the table, looked at her as if he was looking at a stranger, and said coldly, “Are you going to say that the hotel’s surveillance system is broken?”

“You don’t believe it?” Cynthia asked him.

were you, would you believe it? You got someone to write this letter, didn’t you? You created the letter so that you have something to show me when I ask. Joshua stood up, his

panic.

Did she not explain everything

bit, and his whole body became more alienated Cynthia could clearly feel that

were deadlocked

mistake to trust you,” Joshua said without any emotion

He left after speaking.

door slammed loudly when

saw her and Mitchell coming out of the hotel with his own eyes, and she went ahead and told him an elaborate

believe it?

it, the

no one and drove to the

needed alcohol to numb himself. He was afraid that he would trouble Cynthia, that he would not be able to control his emotions,

Cynthia was already hurt.

looked at the door, trembling. Her heart, calm and unruffled recently, seemed to have been

view and the sentence ‘Cynthia, it was my mistake to trust you‘ was replaying

her head.

call from Mitchell, she would almost have stood there for a long

Mitchell noticed something was wrong

believe me.” Cynthia lowered her eyes and rested her forehead with one

thought for a while and asked, “How did you