Chapter 446
Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money
Chapter 446
If his eldest son had raised his child as his second son had, Samantha would not have turned out this
way. Even though the second sonâs liikl was slightly mischievous, he was respectable and would never
indulge in these acts of lawlessness.
âFor minor issues, you can reach out to Michael. Alter your second uncle Tanz disciplined him recently,
heâs been given somme leeway.â Old Man Tanz added.
There was something significant that he did not mention. Little Quier was now retired, and if Cynthia
were to be bullied, he would likely be the first to defend her.
âAlright,â Cynthia responded.
Once the issue was resolved, Cynthiaâs heart lightened considerably
Seeing that it was not time for the meal yet, Old Man Tanz asked Cynthia to play another round of
chess with him. Before they started, he sent a message to Matthew. If you donât come soon, Cynthia
will be leaving.)
Matthew, who was playing chess with a group of retired seniors, glanced at the message and quickly
replied, âHold on, Iâll be there after claroundâ
âLittle Quer, itâs your turn. Why are you on your phone?â
âHurry up!â
âIâll be my turn after this round.
âI wonder if Lattle Quierâs skill level has improved in the past two years.â
âDoes it matter if itâs improved? Has anyone among us ever pushed him to his limit?â
âThat lad is a real weirdo.â
The old men chatted animatedly.
Dressed in a long black coat, Matthew responded to their comments with a wry smile. âAfter this round,
all of you should go home for lunch. Donât let your wives wait anxiously.â
âItâs almost noon!!
âHow has time passed so quickly? Weâve only played two rounds.â
âAfter lunch, I want to play the first round.â
âItâs supposed to be my turn!â
The men began to argue amongst themselves.
Matthewâs eyes were narrow, their black pupils shining in the light. He quickened his pace, a tinge of
curiosity tingling within him. What would Cynthiaâs reaction be when she saw him?
At that moment, Cynthia was also engrossed in her game. After all, Old Man Tanzâs level of play was
quite high when he was serious. Twenty minutes later, both games had reached a critical stage.
Matthew had finished his match, but neither Cynthia nor Old Man Tanz, so concentrated on their game,
noticed a man, tall, handsome, dressed in a black coat and military boots, walking toward them from a
small path.
Cynthia took Old Man Tanzâs listing. At that exact moment, Matthew silently stood belund her. His
beautiful eyes gave her a quick onerâcner before landing on the chessboard. His thin lips smiled so
slightly, Cynthia felt a presence behind her but did not think much of it. She assumed it was a member
of the Tanz family or perhaps someone else from the military compound who had cure to watch. The
game consumed all of Old Man Tanzâs attention as well.
Twenty minutes later, the game concluded. Old Man Tanz ealailed a long breath, growing fonder of
Cynthia with each move she made. âYouâre quite the player, tragging me at every turn. I almostâ¦he
trailed off when he saw Matthew He had not finished the sentence, but the sentiment was clear. Ite had
almost lost. Surprised, he wondered, when did this young man.
Cynthia had rarely seen such an expression on Old Man Tanz Instinctively, she followed his gaze.