Richest Mogul

Chapter 935

Joe glanced at her. Skylar could tell by the icy glare in his eyes that he knew who was knocking. She felt bad for him.

Her throat closed up as she opened the door. Three people stood behind. One of them was a man who looked to be a few years older than Gloria. He was accompanied by a middle–aged man and a young guy about Skylar’s age

They paused upon seeing Skylar and recalled what Edwin had told them. Joe had heeded Gloria’s advice and married a normal woman, probably the one standing before them.

They looked down on her. Disdain colored their faces upon guessing Skylar’s identity.

“Who are you?” asked Skylar coldly.

“I’m his grand–uncle, Ernest Martin,” said Ernest.

“I’m his uncle, Spencer Martin,” followed Spencer.

scanned Skylar from head to toe. Then, he said, “I’m Joe’s cousin, Claudio

She was gorgeous. He’d thought Joe was a celibate monk. Claudio hadn’t

about to speak, Joe stated coldly. “You guys adore me enough to come see me in

mocking tone showed them

no need to bring

bad intentions finds out, they’ll write gossip columns about our family affairs. You look fine. Tell the police to let Edwin and Derek

dissatisfaction. He’d just gotten stabbed a few times. What

also been stabbed, but he was sent to the police station and detained right after being stitched

and they’re regretting it dearly. Alcohol does that to you. They won’t drink that much anymore. They’re also offering a sincere apology in

brink of death. It would be best if

Anger flared up within her. Were they even human? What did they mean by saying Joe was fine? Those

wounds measuring more than two inches long. Some of them nearly cut into his vital organs. He isn’t fine.

She throbbed when she saw Joe’s