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… What are you doing here? What a coincidence,”

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

disoriented and restless. The thought of Skylar and Joe lying together

swayed by

lack of opportunity

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she found this unexpected

was on her side, reinforcing the notion that she and Joe were

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

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

it was normal for them to have

suited for Joe. They were clearly

of a few years ago when we stayed at the same hotel. Back then,

same place. Thinking about it, it’s hard not to feel a bit nostalgic.” Vera said softly, her voice carrying a hint of sadness

yearning often accompanied

and

that Joe had become even more inscrutable after a few years. He had always been good at hiding his thoughts,

a sense of unease.