Richest Mogul

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

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Skylar waited for ten minutes, but she didn’t receive the money from Christopher. She had known that he wouldn’t return the money.

Within ten minutes, she collected various records of her transactions to him and screenshots of every

conversation where he had promised to pay her back.

This evidence was enough to file a lawsuit against him, or result in even worse circumstances if she

wanted. She decided to report it as a scam to the police first.

Next, she clicked on the messages from Sadie and Jeffrey. Both of them had reprimanded her for being disobedient, and Jeffrey specifically mentioned terminating her credit card.

Now that she thought of it, she indeed had a card that Jeffrey had given her when she had first returned

to the Williams family. But she had never used the card.

Maisy’s messages were pretty straightforward; she had done nothing other than brag about Jeffrey’s and

Sadie’s love for her.

Her intention to mock Skylar was unmistakable. In Skylar’s previous life, Maisy’s gloating had often upset

her.

Fortunately, Skylar now had a chance to start all over again. She would only acknowledge Janine, her adoptive mother, as her own mother from now on.

Her adoptive father, Finn Sullivan, had passed away in an accident when she had only been three years- old. As a result, Janine had laboriously raised four children alone.

Just as Skylar was about to set aside her phone and drift off to sleep, she received another message.

“Skye, are you getting used to life with the Williamses?” It was Steven Sullivan, her eldest brother who had always doted on her since childhood.

Skylar stirred. “Steven, I’ve missed you.”

Steven sent a voicemail the next instant. “Skye, just come back if you’re homesick. Mom has been mentioning you a lot these days.”

“Same. I really, really miss Mom. I’ll come back tomorrow.”

“I’ll cook for you once you’re back.”

“How have you been doing lately? I remembered that you said you’re going to publish a paper, right?”

He let out a chuckle

in her album. Tears began to pool in her eyes as she stared at the

become paralyzed. She had been able to answer their calls sometimes, but only when the Williamses were in a pleasant mood.

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anyone visit Skylar. Meanwhile, everyone had thought that she

taken care of.

to amputate her leg if she hadn’t shoved Sadie aside.

away, Skylar switched off her phone. She needed to rest well since she couldn’t show up with swollen eyes once she returned

Being used to waking up early, she went

shower.

yesterday, Joe had told her that he

around.

had people from Pearlhall Residence come over to

well.

went downstairs and rummaged through the

Inside.

that the people from Pearlhall Residence probably replenished and cleaned the refrigerator every

noodles in the fridge, so she decided to make

made his way downstairs and caught a whiff of the tantalizing aroma.

he was momentarily stunned when he saw Skylar cooking in the kitchen. The apron she wore couldn’t hide her

She asked politely, “Mr Martin, do you want some chicken

garnish. In fact, she preferred a hearty breakfast over mere toast and

but I’m not used to having breakfast in the morning.” Joe refused

left a black card behind before he left. ‘Use

of earning her own money,

she would return

end.

Joe a cup of coffee as soon

it. As the liquid traveled down his throat to his stomach, he was suddenly reminded of Skylar’s steaming

schedule to him, announcing that they were scheduled to visit the

restaurant across the street and order

thought he must have misheard. Chicken noodle soup? Didn’t Joe dislike having

“Yes.”

Paul hadn’t misheard at all. Still puzzled by Joe’s sudden cravings, he went out to instruct someone to buy takeout.

greeted with steaming chicken noodle soup half an hour later. He took a

the rich aroma of the soup exploded on his taste buds, he felt nauseous. The taste of chicken noodle soup shouldn’t be

“Mr. Martin, is the soup too hot?”

“Take it away.

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