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

Chapter 207

Chyler plopped down on the couch, still half–asleep and startled. Then, he scolded Joshua, “What’s wrong with you? Why are you scaring me in the middle of the night?”

“Scaring you?” Joshua was confused.

“What are you here for?” Chyler yawned, changing the subject. “It can’t be that you’re feeling bad about the impending divorce and carne to drink with me, right?”

“For this.” Joshua handed over the small playing card.

When Chyler saw it, his drowsiness had diminished, and he smiled mischievously.

“Yoel said that if I wanted to know why Cynthia left this playing card at your place, I should come to you.” Joshua locked his gaze on Chyler, genuinely curious about this object.

Chyler nodded, sitting back leisurely. “Mmhmm. That’s right.”

“When did she leave it?” Joshua did not hesitate, asking directly,

“The time you came here to pick her up,” Chyler replied, still suspicious of Cynthia’s extraordinary capabilities,

Joshua asked, “What?”

to Joshua, stood up, and

Joshua followed him.

to the balcony. Then, he stood there with his hands in his pockets and raised his chin, gesturing for Joshua to

card

here to waste time with you.” Joshua

a line so precisely from downstairs using a playing card was not something an ordinary

an eyebrow. “You don’t

clearly indicating: Only an idiot

turned around and walked back to the study. “Follow me, and you’ll see it for

that, Chyler turned on the computer and pulled up the surveillance footage

up the bodyguards. Seeing Joshua’s focused expression,

is something else. She single–handedly took down so many of my

Joshua watched intently.

hesitation. Such techniques could not be found in

as the footage of Cynthia’s beating ended. He fast -forwarded and added,

silent, letting him fast–forward

was about to strike, right

I