Richest Mogul

Chapter 1202

Ned and Skylar locked eyes.

Skylar’s eyes filled with tears, a surge of encontrollable emotions welling up inside her. She waited for the man in front of her to respond.

Ned’s gare was deep and unreadable, seemingly devoid of emotion. However, he kept his eyes fixed on Skylar unusually long

There was something about this woman before him that sparked a strange, subtle familiarity within him. It felt as though he should know her

But logic told him otherwise they had never met. Maybe it was the way her tear–filled eyes made her look fragile, evoking a sense of pity in him.

“Ned…” Rosa called gently.

Ned gave Skylar one last deep look before pulling his gaze away and responding, “I grew up in

Murida”

His answer was firm and decisive, leaving no room for doubt.

rigid at

conversed with the others, and the crowd quickly forgot the unsettling

her that Skylar snapped out of her daze. Distracted, she glanced at the two men. “I’m

taken aback by the situation. After all, no one could have expected to find someone who

even they were shaken. No matter how hard they looked at it, they couldn’t distinguish the difference—Ned looked

Murida, there was no way he could

now if you want,” Caleb asked, his tone filled with concern. He wasn’t interested in charity galas like this anyway and was

shook her head. “No need.

she had just looked at Ned, but it stirred a sense of

and Rosa’s face tightened with a guarded,

Chapter 1202

pressing against her chest, making it hard to

step outside for some fresh

her without her realizing when he had arrived, his

Skylar nodded slightly. “Okay.”

to the bustling event downstairs, the

Skylar’s face, and the

something to eat?”