Chapter 445
Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money
Chapter 445
At this point, Old Man Tanz stopped guessing and just looked at Cynthia, waiting for her to speak if he
were to keep guessing, he would be led further astray.
âLetâs talk about it after lunch. Thereâs no rash,â Cynthia said, not wanting to spoil the old manâs
appetite
Old Man Tanz sighed deliberately. âIf you donât tell me, Iâll keep thinking about it. When I have
something on my mind, I lose my appetite. I decbt Iâll feel like eating lunchâ
Cynthia sighed inwardly.
Deciding not to beat around the bush any longer, she bluntly said, âItâs about Samantha.â
âSamantha? Old Man Tanz perked up instantly.
He thought about the matter Joshua had brought to ham a low days ago. Could it be that both were
referring to the same issue?
Cynthia replied, âYes.â
She stood up, went to fetch the documents from her bag, and after mentally preparing herself, handed
them over to Old Man Tanz. âShe has made many mistakes. Please, try to remain calm after reading
these.â
Old Man Tanz took the documents, browsing through them silently. His expression remained
remarkably composed throughout He did not ask any questions, silently reading through all the
documents.
Cynthia prea increasingly worried as Old Man Tarz remained quiet. She feared he was suppressing his
emotions.
âI learned about this a couple of days ago,â Old Man Tanz finally spoke in a heavy voice. His
expression had become more
serious, but he was not angry. âItâs me and Uncle Tanzâs fault that we could not discipline Samantha
properly. We have caused you so much trouble.â
Cynthia was momentarily taken aback.
She quickly recovered and asked, âHow did you find out about this?â
As of now, only she and Mne knew about this
Moe would not have approached Old Man Tarz.
Old Man Tanz gave Cynthia a complex look before finally revealing, âJoshua came to see me a few
days ago and discussed this
matterâ
âJoshua?â
â
Cynthiaâs thoughts were in turmoil.
How did Joshua find out?
âWhen he left, be specifically asked me not to question you and apologized. He salid Samantha would
pay for her mistakes,â Old Man Tarizcontinued, still unable to comprehend why the two would divorce.
Was Joshua not quite considerate of Cynthia?
Cynthia was stunned.
Old Man Tanz went on, âI had planned to punish Sanaitha, but she left without saying a word. She
caught a flight overseas the night of the and, and no has laven able to contart her since.â
Upon hearing this, Cynthia recalled her recounter with Samantha at the foot of Yates Groupâs buildies,
Could it be that she had run away out of fear?
âCynthiaâ Old Man Tanxâs voice was laden with regret.
âHmm?â Cynthia responded.
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âI need to apologize to you. If I had known earlier about the outrageous things she was doing, I would
have surely given her a stern lesson. I have already spoken to Uncle Tanz about this. Once she returns
to the country, we will definitely handle her,â Old Man Tanz began, his sense of justice evident even in
times like these.
âYou donât need to apologize. The fault lies with her, not you,â Cynthia replied, feeling reassured upon
seeing his wellâbeing
Old Man Tanz, when punishing, did so without holding back. She trusted him on that. However, his
mood was considerably heavy. He had never imagined that his eldest sonâs daughter would turn out
this way. Surely she was spoiled due to a pampered upbringing!
âOld Man Tanz,â Cynthia interjected, contemplating something that needed to be said.
Old Man Tanz had always been kind to Cynthia. âWhatâs on your mind? Feel free to share.â
âIn case Samantha ever tries to harm me again, if I confirm that it is indeed her doing, I might retaliate
directly.â Cynthia gave him a fair warning.
Samantha was meticulously precise in her actions, leaving no loose ends for her to work on. Therefore,
Cynthia was left with no choice but to retaliate when she had the chance.
âYou just do what you have to do. Donât worry. Iâm still here if you need me,â Old Man Tanz assured her.
If his eldest son was to show favoritism, he had to handle the situation himself.