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.

he

letting any of his family members know. She was gorgeous. He’d

speak, Joe stated coldly. “You guys adore

tone showed

family. There’s no need to bring this up to

out, they’ll write gossip columns about our family affairs. You look fine. Tell the police

with dissatisfaction. He’d just gotten stabbed a

but he was sent to the police station and detained

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

you’re not a petty man. You look perfectly alright.” Claudio was rather disappointed. He’d thought Joe would be on the 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 would definitely leave scars. Joe was still

nine stab wounds measuring more than two inches long. Some of them nearly cut

to Joe’s bed. She throbbed when