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.”

even though he knew she was

he did, he was going to seize it with everything he had. He wanted everyone to know that

his hand. They showed a man and a woman entering and exiting a high–end mall, and their faces were captured

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

photos, the man looked exactly like Joe. Even if Gloria had seen the photo, she wouldn’t have been able to spot any differences. No wonder Skylar thought this

when she saw him.

was a pity. That man wasn’t Joe. His name was Ned Sowle, a Muridian,

to start a company and discuss a collaboration. They were also planning to get married

at Ned.

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

he had to care about whether Skylar would be

Chapter 1197

A voice came through

photos as he asked in a deep voice, “Are we sure that Hawking Technologies‘ Mr. Sowle will be

Parkinson.