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.

from head to toe. Then, he said, “I’m Joe’s

married without letting any of his family members know. She was gorgeous. He’d thought Joe was a celibate monk. Claudio hadn’t expected him

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

tone showed them

There’s no need to

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

he was sent to the police station and detained right

his sons were in the wrong. However, they’d done so under the influence of alcohol. We talked to them just now and they’re regretting it

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 he was permanently disabled from the stabbing. If it had happened, he would’ve replaced Joe in

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

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

She throbbed when