Chapter 4131

Married At First Sight Chapter 4131
Chapter 4131
After consuming two glasses of wine, the alcohol began to affect them. Their faces flushed with excitement as they rushed over. Marco released his grip on the suitcase, allowing Shiloh’s eldest brother to pull it toward him. They placed it down and flipped it open. The suitcase was filled with neatly bundled stacks of cash—each bundle containing one hundred thousand dollars. Their hands trembled with excitement; they had never seen this much money in one place before. The realization that this cash now belonged to them made their smiles widen. Grabbing a bundle each, they kissed the stacks of bills. “This is what I love most,” the eldest brother said, his voice thick with greed. “The more, the better. The more, the better.” “Same here,” the younger brother agreed. “Let’s each take ten bundles for now. We’ll store them in this suitcase and divide them privately once we’re home. Mom and our wives don’t need to know just yet.” The fewer people who knew, the safer they felt. In truth, both brothers were a bit henpecked at home. The money they earned from odd jobs typically went straight to their wives, who insisted it was their responsibility as men to provide for the family. They understood that their wives managed the household finances—for their children and their future. So, they never protested and willingly surrendered most of their earnings, leaving them with little spending money. Now, with this unexpected windfall, they wanted to keep it as their secret fund. Once they received the rest of the payout, they would tell their wives they only received two million each. After all, they wouldn’t dare go against Marco. With a million in private cash, life would suddenly feel a

felt a lot more at ease. “Exactly,” the eldest brother concurred. “No one else can know. It’s just the five of us.” He had no concerns about Marco or his brothers revealing the secret; if anything, they had even more motivation to keep it under wraps than he did.

Marco nodded in agreement. “I can’t fit everything into one suitcase, so I’ll grab another. That way, you can split the contents: the eldest brother’s clothes in his bag, the second brother’s in his.”

“Good idea,” said the younger brother. “I’ll add a few old clothes I don’t need, pile them on top of the cash, and make it look like nothing special.”

Marco smirked. “When I walk you out of the villa later, I’ll carry these two suitcases myself. I’ll tell anyone who asks that I’m just giving you old clothes I no longer want. Then, I’ll discreetly hand you some cash in front of everyone, so they’ll think you came here to beg for money.”

Shiloh’s brothers nodded enthusiastically, impressed by Marco’s cleverness.

A moment later, Marco returned with another suitcase, this one actually filled with unwanted clothing. Calling them “old” was a bit of a stretch—they had hardly been worn. Marco already had too many clothes. Before the divorce, Erika had picked out new outfits for him every time she went shopping. Additionally, the Farrell family’s personal designer routinely tailored new suits for them. They had more clothes than they could ever wear, with some pieces never even having been touched before being discarded. Typically, they would give the extras to the bodyguards. Now, Marco was passing them on to Shiloh’s brothers.

They divided the money right there, stacking it at the bottom of the suitcases and covering it with clothes. Meanwhile, Noel returned to the dining hall to pack up everything they hadn’t finished—the leftover food and the half-empty wine bottles. He

I packed everything into several bags, handed them to Shiloh’s oldest brother, and said, “If you’re going to maintain the charade, you need to sell it. Make it seem like you genuinely came here begging for scraps.”