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

Chapter 601

The thought of accidentally provoking him into doing something drastic made his movements more brisk as he uncorked the wine bottle. After pouring a glass and handing it to Mor, he declared, “Let’s make a pact: neither of us leaves until we’re drunk. You have to get hammered too.”

“Alright.” Moe did not refuse.

In recent times, a lot had occurred, stirring up uncertain feelings within him. As they leisurely ate and drank, they chatted about inconsequential matters.

After several rounds of drinking, a sense of inebriation began to wash over both of them. Ordinarily, Mue would never allow himself to become drunk, but tonight he yearned for it. There were certain things he could only articulate under alcohol’s influence

Yoel, now quite tipsy, clutched at Moe and asked, “Moe, is your company hiring?”

“Yes. However, we are not looking for any more special assistants.” Drunk, Moe spole even less, his usually stern face softened with a touch of charm.

“What am I supposed to do then?”

“Do what?”

My boss

been skeptical. Mr. Neal managed the Neal Group, and Yoel owned the company’s branch in Nexuria. The threat of being fired simply did not exist.

I have a lot of money,” Moe responded

will definitely suspect that we have an inappropriate relationship. I am a man of integrity,” Yoel said with a straight

his usual stern demeanor softened by the alcohol. He now resembled a docile boy, a sight seldom

Yorl

it unfair that you have such tender and smooth

looked puzzled. Was this

telling you, not only should girls protect themselves, but good–looking boys like you also need to protect themselves. I once accompanied my boss to a business meeting, and we encountered a CEO

of it made my boss and me

felt uneasy thinking about it. He had nothing against homosexuality,

demeanor turned serious. “Did he take a liking to you?”

the private room for the meeting, that man brought

raised an eyebrow, visibly disgusted.