Chapter 103
Cynthia was speechless. She thought Moses’s acting skills were on par with Shirley’s. However, she wasted no more time with them and got into Moses‘ car.
Joshua watched as the car drove away. His hand tightly gripped the car key till his knuckles turned white.
Just when everyone thought Joshua would leave, his gaze shifted to them with intense pressure, making them feel suffocated.
“Mr. Neal, is there anything else I can help you with?” one of them asked nervously.
“Do you guys like Cynthia?” Joshua’s cold voice suddenly asked.
They looked confused, wondering where he was going with this.
Before they could react, Joshua ruthlessly continued, “Well, you should give up. She only likes good–looking guys.”
Ignoring their reactions, Joshua warned them and then left. It was not until his taillights disappeared from their sight that they finally processed what had just happened.
“Did Mr. Neal just say we’re not good–looking?”
“That’s rude. Dozens of girls are interested in me, and I can make a living with my looks.”
“Maybe they’re only interested in your money, not your face.”
“Or your sweet talk.”
“Mr. Neal was talking about all of us, not just me.”
The group fell silent.
Meanwhile, Joshua was furious. Thinking about how Cynthia had rejected him in front of so many people, he wanted to catch her and discover what was going through her mind.
However, Joshua did not follow her. He knew that Moses would be gone by the time he arrived, and Cynthia would not let him in. Moreover, she had probably changed the password on the door after what happened last time.
Joshua knew Cynthia well enough to know that.
Cynthia had indeed decided she would not let Joshua into the house anymore. As she watched the buildings outside pass by, she asked Moses, “Do you and Joshua have a bad relationship?”
“Not at all. If we did, he would’ve already beat me up a long time ago for the things I’ve said and done to him,” Moses replied honestly.
Cynthia was a little surprised. She had not seen through the brothers‘ relationship. Moses had always teased his older brother, and Joshua had shown a tendency to want to discipline his younger sibling. This back–and–forth banter did not seem like the
behavior of two close brothers.
“Our relationship with each other is a little different than with other brothers. I like to tease him and watch him get mad, but he never actually does anything to me. He just talks a big game,” Moses continued on, chattering away.
Cynthia expressed her surprise, “I didn’t notice.”
“He let it slide because of something that happened when we were kids. Joshua was really quiet when he was young, not much of a talker. If someone said ten things to him, he might only respond to one,” Moses said, telling their story as if it was a tale.
“Because of this, the kids in the neighborhood didn’t like him very much and beat him up one day. I happened to be looking for Joshua that day and saw everyone ganging up on him. I stepped in to help him out,” Moses continued, still chuckling.
“As a result, they knocked me out with one hit, and Joshua was terrified. From that moment on, he’s been extra protective of me,” Moses said, smiling.
“Oh,” Cynthia replied nonchalantly.
She had not expected the reasoning. Moses glanced at her sideways and curled his lips. “Cynthia.”
“Yes?” Cynthia responded.
