Richest Mogul

Chapter 1197

Even if Caleb had other plans, he would have canceled them. This was his first time getting to eat a meal personally cooked by Skylar, and he couldn’t miss this chance. He was beyond

excited.

“Alright, I’ll get started then. If you’re bored, you can watch TV or something,” Skylar said as she headed upstairs. She needed to change out of the gown.

Lunch consisted of four dishes and a soup, all simple home–cooked meals that were ready in

less than an hour.

Caleb enjoyed it so much that he finished everything.

“If only I could eat your cooking every day!” Caleb sighed as he leaned back on the couch, feeling quite full. He was determined to win Skylar over, no matter who stood in his way.

Skylar still treated Caleb like a kid, and she said smilingly, “When I’m here and if I’m home, I’ll cook for myself. You can come over if you want.”

her words seriously, even though he knew she was just

have the chance before, but now that he did, he was going to seize it with everything he

a few photos in his hand. They showed a man and a woman entering and exiting a high–end mall,

man’s face was familiar, but the woman’s was entirely new

if Gloria had seen the photo, she wouldn’t have been able to spot any differences. No wonder Skylar thought this man was

when she saw him.

Ned Sowle, a Muridian, and he was engaged to the

intending to start a company and discuss

frowned as he studied the photos, staring intently at Ned. It was incredible how much he resembled

lightly with his fingers, hesitating. How should he tell Skylar about Ned’s identity? Would this hurt

he had to care

Chapter 1197

attending the charity gala tonight?” A voice came through after three

as he asked in a deep

Mr. Parkinson.