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

Chapter 459
“It’s just a meal, so it’s not a big deal. Or do you think I’m so poor that I can’t even afford to treat you to meals?” Matthew
chimed in.
“Captain…” Cynthia thought about slipping away for the umpteenth time. At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand why the others asked her to run when they found out about this news.
Matthew was constantly causing her psychological pressure.
Ding!
The elevator had stopped at their floor, and Cynthia just wanted to escape.
Shirley joined Cynthia while Matthew carried the suitcases and followed behind the two.
He looked at Cynthia, who was trying to slip away, and a barely perceptible smile flickered in his eyes, but it vanished instantly.
After Shirley followed Cynthia into the apartment, she sensed something was amiss. “Cynthia, do you have a bad relationship with Matthew? Did he offend you?
“No.

“Then why don’t you like him?”
Cynthia stopped in her act of changing shoes. “Do I give off that impression?”
“Yes!”
“Maybe I’ve always been a bit indifferent, and you misunderstood,” Cynthia explained.
Shirley, who knew Cynthia well, insisted, “No, you’re different with him compared to others. You’re distant and indifferent with others, but it’s like you don’t want to have too much interaction with him. It’s as if you can say one word but never two.”
Cynthia walked into the apartment, her emotions slightly stirred by Shirley’s words.
If even Shirley had noticed it, Matthew would surely do too since he knew them all well.
He… would not overthink it, right?
“Do you really have a conflict?” Shirley suddenly felt guilty and regretful about her previous actions and words. If Cynthia and Matthew had a conflict, then she would only cause trouble for Cynthia.
Oh no…
Shirley felt like such an idiot!
“There’s no conflict. Our relationship is very good, and we trust each other. We just haven’t seen each other in a long time, so it’s a bit awkward,” Cynthia explained as she handed Shirley a glass of water, noticing her self-blaming
“Really?”
“Mhun.”
Shirley breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she moved closer to Cynthia and started gossiping, “Is there a possibility.
“What?”
“That you like him. Only when you secretly like someone would you not know how to face them,” Shirley probed.
Cynthia was speechless and handed Shirley the glass of water, giving her the side-eye.
Even if she had feelings for Mitchell, she would not have feelings for Captain.
Unless she wanted to be reprimanded.