Richest Mogul

Chapter 3

“I know Grandma Gloria asked you to help the Williamses, but…”

Joe raised his brows, wondering if Skylar thought the Williamses deserved a higher status.

Though Jeffrey simply wasn’t fit for it, Joe would still agree to her terms if that was her condition for the

marriage arrangement.

“I hope you’ll stop helping them.” Skylar dropped her gaze, fearing the malice in her eyes would throw him

off.

“Oh?” Joe was slightly taken aback. Nevertheless, he didn’t question any further.

Seeing that Skylar had signed the documents, he glanced at his watch. “Let’s go.”

“Alright.”

The courthouse wasn’t busy, so they managed to obtain their marriage certificate quickly. Everything still felt unreal to Skylar as she strode out of the courthouse and stared at the certificate.

Joe’s voice rang from beside her. “Let’s exchange our numbers. I’ll send you my address; you should

move in with me in two days.”

Before Skylar could refuse, he left promptly. She had planned to move in with Gloria. Not once had she ever considered living with Joe.

However, she wasn’t against this particular arrangement. A harmonious facade of their loving marriage life would put Gloria at ease, after all.

Skylar checked the time. It was 3:30 pm, and she could still head back to Williams Residence to retrieve her belongings. She wouldn’t even step into their house again if it weren’t for the valuable items Viola had

given her.

Her phone rang on her way to Williams Residence. Without checking the caller ID, she answered the call

swiftly.

“Hello?”

into a fight with

blood transfusion.

so. You’ll upset them, and Maisy needs your blood as well. Your relationship with them will become strained

I’ll come find you, and you have to apologize properly to Jeffrey and Sadie later! We’ll head to

after you’ve donated your blood?” Christopher coaxed her from the other end of

Christopher with all her heart back then, and her feelings

unwavering from high school

he’d graduated, he’d claimed that she was the love of his life and said he wanted to marry her.

Skylar had come to the conclusion that men’s promises were nothing but bullshit. Everything she had experienced in the

you there? Is the signal bad on your end? Should I text

could no longer bear being acquainted

buzzing with notifications, yet she completely ignored them. She hadn’t blocked Christopher yet because

Williams Residence. Jeffrey and the others hadn’t returned because of the rush hour traffic. They probably wouldn’t be back for another 30

only moved in there about six months ago, she didn’t have a lot of things. One suitcase. was enough for her

antique painting hung in a corner

extremely inconspicuous spot. Skylar had spent three long months restoring it so she could give it to Sadie as

had told the maid to hang in the least conspicuous place

had even looked impatient when Skylar had offered to explain the origin and significance of the painting. In contrast, she had gleefully accepted the designer bag Maisy

given her.

Sadie certainly

did she deserve

toward the painting and took it off the wall carefully. After rolling it up

Glancing around and realizing that Skylar was

replied, “Ms. Skylar returned half an hour ago, then she left again

a suitcase?”

Mrs. Williams.” Lucy

She had assumed she would be greeted with a sheepish–looking Skylar and her apologies. Hadn’t

from home?” Maisy inquired.

“If she has the guts to run

30

Skylar had really