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

Chapter 401

“How did you get here?” Yoel questioned, a chill running down his spine from the icy demeanor of his boss. An unsettling feeling gripped him. “Is that… Ms. Yates?”

Yoel was taken aback

Why was Mor with Ms. Yates?

Moreover, why did Ms. Yates seem… drunk?

“Hand her over to me,” Joshua commanded, his tall figure striding toward Moe. His eyebrows furrowed, and his lips pressed

into a stem line.

“No can do. The boss and I have pressing matters to attend to,” Moe rebuffed.

“What matters could you possibly attend to at a hotel? Joshua retorted, a coldness radiating from him. He felt a surge of relief that he had arrived on time. “Don’t presume I am ignorant of your evil deeds.”

Cynthia’s trust in her aide ran deep.

However, at this moment, this man had betrayed her for money.

Moe seemed baffled, and Yoel, too, sensed something was amiss. “Mr. Neal, might there be some misunderstanding here?

you to the police station. There, you can explain your situation

at a loss for a

There

certain that he would be taken to the

his boss.

“Yoel, call the palire!

“Mr. Neal…”

said, call the

be a misunderstanding. Mor is not that sort of person,” Yoel stated, piecing together the situation from their demeanors and the

gaze turned on

rush of panic hit

only option was to tug at Moe’s arm.

Thud!

kicking at Moe with brutal

by the sudden assault, Mue stumbled backward. As he fell, Cynthia, whom he had been supporting, was caught and cradled protectively in

to speak, Cynthia whispered

was visibly uncomfortable

it had come this far; she could not bark out

Cynthia’s voice was so

Moe. We are setting a trap

Joshua stiffened.

cooling tension,

“Mr. Neal..”