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?”

a fight with Jeffrey and Sadie at

blood transfusion.

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

to apologize properly to Jeffrey and Sadie

do you want to go watch a movie together after you’ve donated your blood?” Christopher coaxed her from the other end of

phone. She had loved Christopher with all her heart back

unwavering from

claimed that she was the love of his life and said he wanted

Skylar had come to the conclusion that men’s promises were nothing but bullshit. Everything she had experienced in the year she had been paralyzed felt just like yesterday to her.

slightly enraged by Skylar’s lack of response. “Babe, are you there? Is the signal bad on your end? Should I text

you, dumbass.” Skylar could no longer bear being acquainted with Christopher. She hung

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

the others hadn’t returned because of the rush hour traffic. They probably wouldn’t be back for another

didn’t have a lot of things. One suitcase. was enough for her to

painting

inconspicuous spot. Skylar had spent three long months restoring it so she could give it to Sadie as her birthday present, but Sadie hadn’t

hang in the least

Sadie had even looked impatient when Skylar had offered to explain the

given her.

Sadie certainly

the painting, nor did she deserve Skylar’s

strode toward the painting and took it off the wall carefully. After rolling it up meticulously, she stowed it away in her suitcase.

40 minutes. Glancing around and realizing that Skylar was nowhere to be seen, Sadie frowned. “Lucy, has Skylar come

“Ms. Skylar returned half an hour ago, then she left again with a suitcase.”

with a suitcase?” Sadie

Mrs. Williams.”

sheepish–looking Skylar and her apologies. Hadn’t Christopher said

she run away from home?”

run

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her credit card now!” Skylar