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.

Then, he said, “I’m Joe’s cousin, Claudio Martin. You’re his wife,

without letting any of his family members know. She was gorgeous. He’d thought Joe was a celibate monk.

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

showed

need to bring this up

family affairs. You look fine. Tell the police to let Edwin and

glared at Joe with dissatisfaction. He’d just gotten stabbed a few

to the police

regretting it dearly. Alcohol does that to you. They won’t drink that much anymore. They’re also offering a sincere apology in hopes that you will forgive them,”

Claudio was rather disappointed. He’d thought Joe would be on the brink of death. It would be best if he was permanently disabled from the stabbing. If it had happened, he would’ve replaced Joe in

fine? Those wounds would

stab wounds measuring more than two inches long. Some of them nearly cut into his vital organs. He isn’t fine. You guys are trying to kill him,” Skylar

to Joe’s bed. She throbbed when she saw Joe’s