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.

head to toe. Then, he

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

coldly. “You guys adore me enough to come

tone showed

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

with bad intentions finds out, they’ll write gossip columns about our family affairs. You look fine. Tell

gotten stabbed

but he was sent to the police station and detained right

wrong. However, they’d done so under the influence of alcohol. We talked to them just now and they’re regretting it dearly. Alcohol does that to

on the brink of death. It would be best if he was permanently disabled from the stabbing. If it had happened, he

by saying Joe was fine? Those wounds would definitely leave scars. Joe was still extremely weak after excessive blood loss. He’d barely fallen asleep when they’d woken

inches long. Some of them nearly cut into his vital organs. He isn’t fine. You guys are trying to kill him,” Skylar blurted out

bed. She throbbed when she saw Joe’s