All Chapters of Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal's Gone With The Money: Chapter 1181 - Chapter 1190

Moe had already left with Suzie by now. Looking at his composed face hiding unhappiness, Suzie reached out and said, "Give me a hug."Moe was surprised, but Suzie had already hugged him. His chilly heart gradually warmed, and his emotions found some solace. He felt that fate had been kind to him. Despite not having parents who loved him, he had been blessed with a great boss and a loving partner."I'll always love you. I'll give you all my love," Suzie whispered, sensing his unease."Why did you mention borrowing money just now?" Suzie asked with a hint of curiosity. She knew that Moe's quarterly bonuses were far more than 400,000 dollars. "I didn't tell her how high my current income is. I just wanted to see which one she would choose between 400,000 dollars and me," Moe explained, sounding troubled. Moe had considered all possible responses from Meredith: hesitation, agreement, or even rejection, which would have surprised him. After all, Meredith abandoned him when he was ab

"How about we skip the wedding? Or, we could invite only the people who matter most to both of us, just like what we did with Cynthia," Suzie blurted out, or rather suggested."No," Moe firmly declined.Suzie, slightly curious, asked, "Why not?""You mentioned before that if you ever got married, you wanted a romantic wedding," Moe explained, recalling something Suzie had said earlier. He was someone who placed a great deal of importance on it. "Even though my parents won't be able to attend, I still want to give that to you."A girl's wedding day is a significant event in her life. Unlike Cynthia, who preferred a simple, fuss-free ceremony, Moe knew that Suzie was not the type of person. Suzie had genuine expectations and desires for her wedding. Since she wanted it, he was determined to give it to her."Are you serious?" Suzie's heart warmed at the thought.Moe nodded. "Yes.""Alright then, once we get back, you can meet my parents and inform them of the proposal, and we'll

"What say you? Do you want to be my godson?" Jonathan asked again.Moe was stunned but quickly agreed, "Yes.""Alright, from now on, you're my son," Jonathan declared. He turned to Cynthia before saying, "And you're Cyn and Shirley's older brother."Moe felt a bit strange about it all."You don't need to worry too much. Our family has a relaxed upbringing, no strict rules or anything like that," Cynthia reassured him, misunderstanding his expression as nervousness."I have a question…" Moe could not help but express his curiosity.Both Cynthia and Jonathan turned their attention back to him.Moe remained silent for a moment, then finally spoke, "Uncle Jonathan, why did you choose me to be your godson? It seems like Mitchell and the others might be more suitable.""We're related to the Cyrus family, and with Mitchell being Shirley's cousin, it wouldn't be appropriate to establish another kind of relationship. As for why I chose you, I believe you should already have an idea," Jo

Suzie initially wanted to decline the offer but realized she could not drive her car. What if she crossed paths with Moe? That would reveal everything, wouldn't it?"Well, if it's not too much trouble," Suzie finally agreed. Later, Suzie and Zoey met up and spent some time together before she returned around two in the afternoon.As for Moe, he went back home after leaving Cynthia's house. At noon, he received a call from Eddie. His instinct was not to answer, but he feared Eddie might create trouble. Hence, he reluctantly picked up the call."What do you want?" Moe's tone was icy."Come to the train station and pick me up." Eddie's words were far from polite; they sounded more like a command.Moe was taken aback. The train station?"I brought Uncle Walters' daughter to Nexuria, and we're currently at the train station. Hurry up and pick us up." Eddie's voice was loud, and his impatience was evident. "Why are you here?" Moe genuinely could not fathom the reason."I came to s

Moe was a quiet person. Apart from Suzie, he did not enjoy having people chattering non-stop in his car like Deborah was doing right now."Moe, are you really the President of Arch International Group?""Uncle Eddie mentioned your monthly salary is only a few thousand, but it should be more, right?""I've seen this car of yours; it must cost about 100,000 dollars, right?""Moe, why aren't you saying anything?"None of Deborah's questions received a response. Moe, trying to maintain his politeness, came up with a weak excuse, "I'm not a skilled driver, and I can't multitask while driving. If you don't want to be part of a potential car accident later, please don't disturb me while I'm driving.""Right… You're the company's President; you must have a dedicated driver most of the time," Deborah said. Moe remained silent, wondering why Deborah never stopped talking. Just at that moment, his phone rang. Seeing Suzie's incoming call, he grabbed a Bluetooth earpiece and put it in his