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

Chapter 450

In a short while, the tan had finished their game Matthew took the initiative to pet away the chess pieces and board, bidding the old man farewell with a courteous yet refined manner. Cynthia also hide Carewell. Though Old Man Tanz was reluctant to let them go, he understood not to delay them for too long.

“How are you going back, Captain?” she asked.

“I’ll hail a cab.”

Old Man Tanz was taken aback. He glanced instinctively at the SUV parked nearby, confused by the blatant lie. However, he chose not to confront Matthew, silently watching the performance unfold. He was curious as to what Matthew was planning.

“It’s quite a distance to walk from here, and there aren’t many cabs around. Where are you headed? If it’s not too far, I can give you a ride,” Cynthia said, holding the car keys.

The Captain had always been kind to them. She could not just stand by and watch him walk all that way,

Matthew’s eyes remained indifferent, his tone casual. “Would it be too much trouble?”

at all, Let’s go,” Cynthia

“Okay”

obediently Old Man Tand’s lips twitched. How

led Matthew to her car, oblivious to any suspicion, and swiftly left the military compound. Her lack of doubt stemmed from seeing three cars in the Tanz family’s garage when she arrived and knowing that the Captain had walked over. She never considered the possibility that he might have arrived earlier. Old Man Tanz

the passenger seat, Matthew sent Old Man Tanz a message notifying him that someone

glanced at her after sending

was focused

any thought? Matthew toyed with his phone, an

besitated. “You weren’t

“No.”

want a job?”

”

“What type of job?”

office as you or involves work related to you.” Matthew’s voice was low

is from his father.

Quier: Have