Richest Mogul

Chapter 975

It was no surprise that Joe was likely meeting with Vera. Skylar gave a soft, self -deprecating laugh and closed her eyes again.

It might be best to cancel tomorrow’s wedding photo shoot. She gathered her thoughts and quickly fell asleep.

After leaving the room, Joe went to the hotel rooftop. The wind was a bit strong up there. He lit a cigarette and took slow drags, watching the smoke drift away with the evening breeze.

About ten minutes later, he made a call to someone in Jipsburg. “Do you know what Aiken has been up to lately?”

“Aiken? He seems to be out of Jispsburg at the moment. He’s been abroad for the past couple of days. Someone asked him for a favor, but he postponed it until about ten days later. I’m not sure which country he’s in right now.”

Joe was silent for a few minutes, taking a deep drag on his cigarette. “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. Are you looking for Aiken for something, Mr. Martin?”

Joe smirked slightly. “It’s nothing.”

He slipped the phone into his pocket.

Suddenly, he heard some noise behind him. He glanced back, and his eyes darkened when he saw the person.

What are you doing here? What a coincidence,”

surprised when she saw Joe. She hadn’t intended to run into Joe. She had assumed he

felt especially disoriented and restless. The thought

shouldn’t be swayed by Skylar’s influence.

lack of opportunity to

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found this unexpected meeting

notion that she and Joe were

are you doing here?” Joe asked, taking a drag from his

was in a bad mood, Vera raised an eyebrow. She thought

differences between them and their differing values, it was normal for them to have conflicts

she believed she was the one most suited for Joe. They were

I arrived here, I’ve been having insomnia. It reminds me of a few years ago when we stayed

plans, we ended up at the same hotel in a foreign country and found ourselves in the same place. Thinking about it, it’s hard not to feel a bit nostalgic.” Vera said softly, her voice carrying a hint of sadness as she reflected on their shared

yearning often accompanied thoughts of

simply nodded and didn’t

bit her lip, feeling that Joe had become even more inscrutable after a few years. He had always been good at hiding his thoughts, but now he was even more difficult to read. Not only was

a sense of unease.