Chapter 529
Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money
Chapter 529
If Cynthia had been clearâheaded enough at that time and had observed more closely, she would have
spotted the inconsistencies. However, people are not machines. Even the most intelligent and rational
person can be negligent, and there was no opportunity for her to rectify this particular oversight.
In the next two days, Cynthia took care of matters at the Arch International Group, then met with Yves.
Although Joshuaâs bullet had been removed, leaving Yves with no further involvement, she still wanted
to know more.
Yves and Cynthia had a good relationship, so he answered all of her questions and agreed to the favor
she asked when she left Sean was busy around the clock with matters conceming Joshua. On the 23rd
of the month, Sean found a breakthrough just as his assistant rushed in, looking flustered.
âBass. thereâs thereâs a visitor.â
âGet rid of him. Thereâs no need to panic,â Sean said nonchalantly.
âThis person is⦠a bit special. You should meet him,â his assistant said, his voice trailing off, his
expression complicated. Intrigued, Sean asked, âWho?
âDoctor Yves,â the assistant said obediently.
Sean fell silent. Yves had always had a low opinion of him, treating him as a stranger whenever they
met. Why would he suddenly come here?
âBoss?
âI understand.â Sean put down his work, adjusted his white lab coat, and headed outside. His face was
devoid of the casualness he displayed when meeting Joshua or Cynthia. It was as if he was about to
meet someone he dreaded.
When he stepped out, Yves was sitting in the visitorâs room.
The base was a testament to the highest levels of modern technology, and the meeting room was no
exception. As Sean approached, the door automatically slid open, revealing a familiar figure that
seemed perpetually halfâasleep. âWhy are you here?â Sean asked.
Yves said nothing, lounging in a light gray sweater, giving off an air of both lethargy and distance.
âDid you come to see me?â Sean inquired again when Yves remained silent.
âWhy did you lie to Cynthia? Yves asked, his eyes seemingly as deep as the stars, yet strangely empty
when one looked closer. Sean was taken aback for a moment, unprepared for the question. However,
he quickly recovered and feigned ignorance, asking, âWhat have I lied to her about?â
âAbout Joshuaâ Yves got straight to the point.
âDid she tell you I lied to her?â Sean was both amused and slightly disconcerted. âWhether you believe
me or not, I told her the truth about Joshua There was no lie.â
If there was a lie, it was Joshuaâs, not his. Yves remained silent, his thin lips pressed together.
Suddenly, Sean let out a melancholic laugh. âYes, you will choose to belleve Cynthia, but no matter
how I explain myself, you choose not to believe me. Is that the case?â he said.
âYes,â Yves answered without hesitation.
The answer stung Sean. He gazed at Yves, his gaze meeting the latterâs pure black eyes. Yves did not
flinch or look away. One man was full of complex emotions, the other utterly emotionless
In the end, it was Sean who looked away. He chuckled bitterly, his eyes empty when he looked back
up. âIâm sorry,
but I canât give you the answer youâre looking for. Whether Cynthia can accept it or not, Joshua is in the
condition I told her about.â âI want to see him,â Yves asserted
âNo unrelated personnel are allowed to visit,â Sean responded curtly. âYouâre hiding somethingâ Yves
saw through him Instantly.