Chapter 535
Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money
Chapter 535
Matthew pulled out his phone and quickly sent a message before answering her question. âHave you
not always wanted to try paragliding?â
Cynthia paused. She recalled a past conversation they had had. She had mentioned wanting to fully
immerse herself in a paragliding experience, to fly freely alone, to experience a true sense of
relaxation. However, it had been four full years since she last had such an experience.
âThis location is one of the best paragliding sites in the world. The conditions today are perfect for
paragliding. We are the only ones here, and you can enjoy yourself as you please,â Matthew spoke up
as a man approached them.
âCaptainâ¦â Cynthia hesitated.
âGo, get the gear on.â Matthew said, taking the equipment from the young coach who had walked over
and handed it to Cynthia, âTake some time to unwind.â
Cynthia did not refuse. The environment was indeed breathtaking âAlright,â she agreed.
As Cynthia went to get equipped, the young coach approached Matthew and playfully elbowed him.
âAre you courting
Someone?
âYouâre overthinking it.â Matthew cut him off, not giving him the chance to gossip.
âWhy else would you bring someone here? The coach raised an eyebrow, a teasing look on his
handsome face. âI remember you saying this place was offâlimits to outsiders. Hmm?â
Matthew merely gave him a sideways glance, taking the equipment from his hand.
The young coach followed him, continuing his probing. âWhy the hurry? Letâs chat.â
âI only chat with sensible people,â Matthew retorted sarcastically.
The coach was taken aback. He took a deep breath, deciding not to argue with his childhood friend, âI
promise I wonât tell
anyone.â
âSheâs my boss. I brought her here to relax,â Matthew offered without elaborating.
If it were someone else, he would not mind sharing his thoughts. However, this fellow was too gossipy.
If he admitted his feelings, Cynthia would be bothered by incessant questioning today. He was here to
help her unwind, not to feed someoneâs curiosity.
The coach was puzzled. He rested his hand on Matthewâs shoulder, a serious look on his face. âYou
should really think about what you just said.â
âWhatâs the problem?â Matthew asked nonchalantly
âYeah, right. Do you think I donât know what your family does for a living? And you tell me sheâs your
boss? if youâre not trying to fool a young girl, Iâll unscrew my head and let you kick it like a ball.â
âIt would dirty my shoes,â Matthew replied dismissively.
The young coach scurted Damn it! He was being mocked.
Matthew had already put on his gear, and Cynthila was also almost ready with her flight suit, gloves,
goggles, and other necessary equipment all in place.
As they prepared for takeoff, the young coach asked Matthew, âAre you sure you donât want me to
accompany her?â
âAre you sure?â
âHer skills are no less than that of a pilot. There wonât be a problem. You go do your own thing.â
Matthew replied, aware of what Cynthia was capable of and that she did not want anyone to
accompany her.
The young coach gave Matthew a skeptical look. However, for safetyâs sake, he decided to consult with
Cynthia Cynthia confidently responded that she did not need any assistance. Seeing the assured
expressions on their faces, the coach held his tongue. He prepared his own set of gear and joined
them for the flight.
Despite his reluctance to admit it, the coach acknowledged Matthewâs reliability. Once Matthew
assured him that there was no problem, the coach put his worries aside. Upon takeoff, Cynthia was
immediately absorbed by the vista below, the high altitude, and the mountain terrain enshrouded in
mist. She felt a release of tension, and her previously suppressed heart slowly began to relax and
recover