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

Chapter 508

Indeed,

1, Cynthia did not think much of it. Her attention was drawn to the man steering the yacht, her eyebrows knitting together in slight confusion. “Sean?”

“You recognize me?” Sean, with his retined features, smiled like a breath of fresh spring air.

Cynthia’s brow furrowed slightly.

Sean’s background was impressive, but he was a mix of good and evil. There was almost nothing he could not accomplish. However, his assistance always came with a steep price. How did Joshua lanos Sean?

“Did you make a deal with him?” Cynthia asked Joshua

Sean began nonchalantly, “I should thank you. If it weren’t for you.

Before he could finish, Joshua rut him off “Just steer the yacht.”

Sean mimed, zipping his lips shut.

Their series of exchanges aroused Cynthia’s suspicion. “Did you make some sort of deal with him?

to the study of psychiatry, yet his focus inclined heavily toward theology. His mantra was simple: At the end of science, there lies

favor. This was his repayment, though he felt short changed and asked me to assist him with a minor task, “Joshua led to her, his

are you?” Cynthia felt a nagging

responded

it was not entirely appropriate

with investigations or security systems, don’t hesitate to reach

me nothing. Yerick was, after all,

her thoughts,

responded, her tone significantly

cherry red and delicate; and her eyes, sparkling like

in life,

corners of Joshua’s mouth, his back injury seeming less

Cynthia

call your name. Ever since I committed those despicable acts,

Joshua responded with infinite tenderness, his

unsure how to respond She was, by

his life slowly ebbing away, his eyelids growing heavy, but he did not

his pallor, Cynthia suggested, “You should rest now. We can talk when

voice

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