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.

body went rigid at his

with the others, and the crowd quickly forgot

that Skylar snapped out of her daze. Distracted, she

both taken aback by the situation. After all, no one could have expected to find someone who looked exactly like Joe. It was as if they

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

in Murida, there was

with concern. He wasn’t interested in charity galas like this anyway and was more than willing

need. I’ll

back toward Ned. Perhaps it was the intensity of the way she had just looked at Ned, but it stirred a sense of hostility in

met, and Rosa’s face

Chapter 1202

suddenly felt as if something was pressing against her chest, making it

step outside for

her without her realizing when he had arrived, his voice soft and

Skylar nodded slightly. “Okay.”

to the bustling event downstairs,

face, and the heavy

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