Chapter 270
Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money
Chapter 270
âCynthia, are you interested in joining the military? I can have my dad write you a recommendation
letter,â Michael asked his address, gemainely interested in her,
Before Cynthia could answer, Joshua approached. Then, he grabbed Michaelâs collar and pulled him
back. âSheâs not joining. so donât bother her.â
âThis is a rare shooting talentâ¦â
âSay one more word, and Iâll have Yosef discipline you.â
Michael glared at Joshua.
He was always using Yosef to intimidate him. He truly lived up to being a sc umbag!
Cynthia stood there without moving. She was not some shooting prodigy. Her marksmanship came
from firing ore bullet after another.
Joshuaâs gaze darkened. He pulled Michael back, and his deep, bottomless eyes fell on Cynthia
âWhen did you become so skilled in marksmanship?â
âIâm not obligated to answer you,â Cynthia replied.
However, the more she acted this way, the more curious Jochia became.
Cynthia glanced at the target again and spoke directly, âSince itâs a the now, letâs increase the difficulty.â
Joshua raised an eyebrow.
Michael also leaned in.
âShooting in the rain, shooting in the fog,â Cynthia blurted out.
A barely noticeable crease formed between Josha sâs eyebrows. Under normal weather conditions, he
could hit the target, but if external conditions changed, he could not guarantee it.
It was apparent Cynthia had the upper hand in this situation.
if he agreed and ended up losing, it would mean he could never disturb her again in his life.
As he pondered this, Joshua said, âLetâs discuss it next time and not continue todayâ
Cynthia did not push further, as Joshua also had the right to say in this matter. Since there was nothing
else to do here, she intended to leave.
She had already wasted half a day, and Moe was probably waiting for her to go to work.
âIâll go first.â Cynthia returned everything she had borrowed and looked at Justua before leaving âI hope
you remember what you promised,â
Joshua pursed his thin lips. He knew she was reminding him not to disturb her until he fulfilled his
promise
âIâll take you back. Itâs not easy to get a taxi around here,â he spoke, his tone as cold and indifferent as
usual
Michael genuinely admired Cynthia and stepped in, stopping them. âForget about it. Since youâre here,
letâs have a meal together. We have a tradition here: we have to treat anyone who gets a perfect score
at three hundred meters on their first try.
Several professionals looked puzzled.
They were unaware of this tradition.
Michael even asked them, âRight?â
âYes, yes, yes!â
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âAbsolutely.â
âPlease, both of you.â
They were playing along with a straight face,
Cynthia knew they were just messing around, but it was not easy to refuse directly in this situation.
The Tanz family in Nexuria had been a prominent family for centuries, and most importantly, Old Man
Tanz had an incredible background
Old Man Tanz had two sons-one close business, and the other chose to serve the country.
Michaelâs father was the latter, while Yoselâs father, whom Joshua mentioned earlier, was the former.
Worried that Moe might overthink things, Cynthia also sent him a message with the address.
Half an hour later, Michael had prepared lunch. The table was filled with various dishes, and a bottle of
fine wine was opened.
His goal was simple-to get joshua drunk and gather information
âCyn, cam 1 call you that?â Michael genuinely treated Cynthia like a little sister. She had a good
personality, good looks, and, most importantly, good marksmanship.
He always admired girls like her.