Chapter 448
Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money
Chapter 447
However, when she saw the man standing behind her, her mind blanked for a few seconds, a string of
question marks flashing in her head. Captain?
âYou, young man. I thought you werenât coming. âOld Man Tanz broke her stupor
âI always keep my promises.â Matthewâs deep voice was quite pleasing to the ear, complementing his
tall and handsome
âAlright, stop with the formalities. Iâll go check if the meal is ready. You two chat.â Old Man Tanz did not
intend to play gooseberry here.
Matthew nodded slightly, an air of nobility surrounding him. âAlright.â
Once Old Man Tanz left, silence fell over the area. Cynthia was not usually one to shy away. She had
been perfectly calm when she met Joshuaâs parents However, this time, she genuinely felt timid
âDo you always get this nervous seeing me?â Matthew observed her state, his tone teasing.
Cynthia stayed silent. How could she not be nervous?
Matthew gestured to the seat Old Man Tanz had just vacated. âSit.â
Cynthia complied obediently. Up until that moment, she was still wondering. Was he not supposed to
return on the 7th? It was still the 6th, was it not?
âDo you want to start with a 5,000âmeter weighted run to warm up?â Matthew poured her a cup of tea,
his tone casual yet a tad indifferent. âMight help you relax?â
Cynthia could only stare blankly. No, that would not be necessary!
âCynthia,â Matthew called her.
Cynthia responded instinctively to this address. âYes?â
âLetâs play a round.â
weâre about to ratâ
âOld Man Tanz didnât say so.â
She was usually calm and collected. However, she was bothered by something. The Captain had said
he wanted to have a talk
with her
The feeling of unease hung over her like a blade suspended precariously above her neck. Seeking her
distracted state, Matthew, with a steady hand, arranged the pieces on the chessboard and asked,
âWould you prefer to discuss the issue of using me as an âantidote Last time or play chess?â
âChess,â Cynthia answered without hesitation.
Matthew looked at her, his inkâblack eyes narrowing. âDid getting married take away all your courage?â
âWerenât you bolder before?
âNo bolder than you are, Cyutlula said, skillfully diverting the tuple. Her gaze rose to meet his, âDidnât
Mitchell say you wouldnât be back until the yth? Why are you here already?â
Matthewâs lips thinned, his short hair lending him an appearance of ragged handsomeness that was
both refined and majestic. His white shirt added a touch of scholarly air to him. As she took in his
visage, Cynthia was momentarily stunned. A thought surfaced in her mind, âThe Captain didnât look too
balâ If Jammy, Kendrick, and the others were to hear of this thought, they would surely berate her for
being blind. What do you mean not too bad? Heâs dropâdead gorgeous!
âThat was just a smokescreen, Matthew replied nonchalantly.
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Cynthia struggled to keep up. âWhat?â
âTo prevent you from slipping away. If I am not mistaken, according to your original plan, you intended
to leave Nexuria by plane right after your talk with Old Man Tanz, didnât you?â Matthewâs eyes seemed
to see right through her.
Cynthia held her forehead. He was a little too smart for her liking
âAfraid Iâd hold you accountable for what happened last time?â Matthew asked casually, although it was
also a probe.
âNo,â Cynthia spoke the truth, as she did not believe that the ironâblooded, cold Captain could harbor
something as gentle as affection. âI just donât want to be punished with running and pushâups.â
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