Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money

Chapter 120

However, the more Cynthia tried to keep it from Joshua, the more he wanted to know.

Joshua slammed the small disc on the table and fixed his gaze on Cynthia. Then, slowly and deliberately, he said. “Text me the name, occupation, and age of your first love.”

Everyone was confused.

Was that even allowed?

Cynthia locked at him, puzzled.

Was this man dropped as a baby? How could he not know his own name, occupation, and age?

“What’s wrong? Are you afraid to let me know? Cynthia’s stare made him feel uncomfortable, as it she was trying to hide something from him. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Joshua just had to know.

Who was this person who had become her first love and made her remember him so fondly after all these years?

Cynthia muttered, ‘You’re insane.”

Then, she downed three more glasses of wine.

Mitchell was worried about her condition as Cynthia did not have much experience crinking, and her alcohol tolerance was not high.

After she lin shed her third glass of wine. Mitchell interrupted, “That’s enough.”

“Okay.” Cynthia replied. After three glasses, she realized that Joshua and his friends probably thought she still had feelings for her first love. Nonetheless, she did not want to explain or clarity anything.

they want to misunderstand, let them.

Cynthia did not mention it was Joshua because she simply did not want to be involved with certain people.

“That’s it for tonight. Cynthia’s had too much to drink and her alcohol tolerance isn’t very good.” Mitchell suggested.

“Oka”

Before Moses could finish his word. Joshua chimed in, holding back his frustration, “If she can’t handle her alcohol she can choose not to drink. No one is forcing her to.”

“Go on,” Cynthia slurred, already a little drunk and unwilling to back down from Joshua’s taunts.

Mitchell pinched the bridge of his nose, sensing trouble. He lowered his voice, so only Cynthia could hear him, “Do you remember what you did when you got drunk four years ago?”

Cynthia froze, a moment of discomfort flashing across her face.

It was a black mark on her history that she could not erase.

Joshua watched as the two of them got closer, and he really wanted to separate them. However, his own pride and ego kept him seated, and he asked indifferently. “Can’t handle it after all? Why don’t we continue?”

“Let’s, Cynthia blurted out.

Moses and Mitchell both remained silent.

The others noticed that Cynthia was not her usual sell. Normally, she would not play along with anyone’s teasing if she did not feel like it.

No matter how much anyone tried to provoke her, she would just ignore them.

Yet she agreed to continue just because of Joshua’s remarks.

“Mitchell is Cynthia okay? Moses hesitated for a moment, worried that something might happen.

Joshua, Chyler, and Yiordan looked at Moses.

Joshua was livid, while the other two’s expressions were unreadable.

Asking anyone else about Cynthia’s condition instead of Joshua was probably the boldest move anyone had ever made.

Moses was indeed the best brother one could have!

Moses knew that his question might not have been appropriate, but he also knew that Joshua would not give him an answer, Mitchell on the other hand, might know more.

“As long as she doesn’t drink anymore, there won’t be any major problems.” Mitchel finally answered after careful consideration. However, his gaze remained fixed on Cynthia and never wavered.

Joshua pushed the discs over to Moses, saying, “What are you waiting for? Keep going.”

“Are we really going to continue?” Moses asked uncertainty.

“Aren’t we here to celebrate our divorce?” Joshua shot back.

“Alright.” Moses gave in, deciding not to worry too much since Mitchell was there to keep an eye on Cynthia. “Let’s continue.”