Chapter 402
Upon reflection, it seemed as if the boss had perceived a shift in the situation and chosen
to leave for the moment.
Five minutes later, Joshua and Yoel had escorted Cynthia out of the hotel, smoothly
navigating the entire operation without raising any suspicions. Just as Mor was preparing
to depart, a man emerged from one of the rooms on the 23rd floor. It was the same man
who had previously handed a cheque to Moe.
“Mr. Smith, please hold on a moment,” the man called out, his voice dripping with
cordiality.
Turning to glance at the man, Moe’s brow furrowed when he recognized the man. “What
are you doing here?” he questioned.
“I am here, obviously, to see if Mr. Smith has fulfilled his part of the agreement,” the man
responded with a light smile.
“Joshua has taken away Cynthia,” Moe informed him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I am aware. However, this does not matter. Cynthia’s relationship with Mr. Neal is not on
good terms. Therefore, her trust in you surpasses that which she has in him,” the man
replied, maintaining his soft grin.
“What do you mean?” Moe feigned ignorance.
tomorrow a as if nothing has “Despite the fact that Mr. Neal has taken Cynthia away
tonight, you can still seek her out tomo happened. If Cynthia questions you about
tonight’s events, simply say that you, too, blacked out. Once she asks you to investigate,
we will provide you with a food poisoning report. With that, Joshua’s words would be
deemed lies by Cynthia, and her trust in you will solidify,” the man suggested.
Moe’s face remained expressionless. He could not help but ponder how well this person
understood the relationship between his boss and Joshua
“Of course, not everyone can afford to offend Mr. Neal. If you find it impossible, you can
refuse. However, the cheque given to you will be nullified,” the man added after a
moment of silence from Moe.
“I understand.” Moe walked away without uttering another word.
After Mor’s departure, the man made a phone call, relaying the entire night’s events in a
thorough report.
On the other side, Joshua helped Cynthia into the car.
Yoel, the driver, was still preoccupied with thoughts of Moe. He did not want his boss to
have any misunderstandings about Moe. “Mr. Neal, I truly believe there’s some
misunderstanding about this matter. Moe couldn’t possibly do such a thing ”
“Do you trust him that much?” Joshua glanced at Cynthia sitting next to him, his mood
lightening somewhat.
“Yes. I am willing to risk my career on it.” Yoel’s tone was firm.
At his words, Cynthia’s eyes flickered open.
There were no cameras inside the car, so she did not need to worry about being
discovered. She adjusted her position, turning to Yoel. “First, it was your salary. Now, it’s
your career. What exactly happened between you two that night at the bar?”
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Yoel blinked, taken aback. “Ms. Yates?!”
“Yes?
“Are you alright?” Yoel noticed her normal demeanor and felt somewhat puzzled.
“I am fine,” Cynthia responded. Despite her reluctance to ask further, Moe was, after all,
her special assistant. “What happened between you two that night?
Subconsciously, Yorl looked toward Joshua.
What could he say?
“It’s nothing, really,” he said, aware that Moe had not shared the events with Cynthia. He
made up a casual response, “We just had a few drinks, then rented a room to sleep it off.
The next day we each went our own way to work.”
“A single bed?” Cynthia queried.
“Of course nat. One for each of us,” Yoel responded without much thought.
A shade of suspicion tinted Cynthia’s ordinarily serene face.
If that was the case, how could she explain Yorl’s earlier reaction?
“Ms. Yates. Please don’t look at me like that. Mor and I have nothing to hide. We’re just
good friends, that’s all.” Yoel attempted to clarify, thinking back on his previous
statement,
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