Richest Mogul

Chapter 511

Jeremy chose not to respond to Andrew. Andrew appeared bold, but he didn’t dare lay a finger on him. He didn’t have much authority.

Jeremy decided to give Natalie some space. Once she had calmed down, he planned to have a serious conversation with her.

Later, Jeremy noticed Andrew’s Instagram post, where Andrew and others. were making fun of Skylar.

Immediately, he messaged Andrew, “Delete the post! Skylar isn’t someone you can mock and fantasize about. Don’t stir up trouble.”

Andrew saw Jeremy’s message but chose to ignore it. He thought, “Trouble? Because her husband is a detective? So what if he’s a detective? If he couldn’t

keep his wife, why blame others? Besides, no woman can resist the lure of

money.”

He hadn’t seen Skylar at various events before. She looked like she came from an ordinary family. If she could have a fling with him, it must be a jackpot for her. He thought Skylar was a pretty name for a beauty like her.

After drinking a few more sips of alcohol, he exchanged a few words with his companions and left the private room.

Natalie had finished their meal. Natalie updated Skylar on the progress of her

knows me too well. I really don’t want to cause a rift and ruin our families‘

due to the fondue’s steam, Skylar’s cheeks were slightly flushed. There was a

Natalie having to go through all this. She said, “Believe in yourself. Nothing can defeat you. The Natalie I know is brave and resilient.”

I never thought would happen have happened now, haven’t they? When the time comes, everything will fall

her head, intending to shake off all these troubles.

be easily defeated. After all, he

hang out together. Tonight, a few friends and I are taking our sports cars for a spin. Join us!”

words, Natalie turned to Andrew. “Andrew, are you insane? Take a spin. Just because you carry a bunch of

the Hughes family must have mental illness. Can’t they live without fooling around with women?”

leering gaze he fixed on Skylar was disgusting. She wouldn’t let Skylar get involved in this kind of

a cold

you doesn’t

alcohol,

woman he wanted, even married

ten years,

high–handed manner was that of a wealthy and unrestrained trust fund