Richest Mogul

Skylar couldn't sleep. She opened the curtains. The sky was still dark, but the rain had stopped.

She had checked the weather forecast last night. It predicted more rain today.

As long as it wasn't a storm or severe condition, the flights shouldn't be affected. Thinking of this, she chuckled softly to herself. She was already missing Joe.

He hadn't been away for long. There had been plenty of business trips like this. Maybe it was the gloomy weather, the constant rain, and the lack of sunlight that were messing with her emotions.

She reached for a bottle of water, twisted off the cap, and took a sip. The coolness grounded her, waking her up even more.

Her mind lingered on a dream from the night before. In it, she and Joe were arguing, both consumed by suspicion due to a misunderstanding.

Dreams like that were rare but unsettling. Once they appeared, they clung to her, leaving her uneasy. Life had been so peaceful and happy these past few years that a dream like this felt more like a warning.

She shook her head, chuckling softly. Work was a better distraction. Muriel had sent her a few design drafts and needed her feedback, but she had been too busy to take a proper look.

Now seemed like a good time.

...

At the airport, everything seemed to be running smoothly.

schedule. When Paul rebooked their ticket for today, he had been worried

in Jipsburg had improved compared

down to wait for

a

raised an eyebrow immediately and turned to Joe. "Mr. Martin, I

thought, "Could it really be this

glanced up, following Paul's gaze. A young woman, her eyes red and

Shepard. She took

over the summer as Mr. Rowe's secretary." Paul had only

the nature of Elsie's

with Alban, but no solid conclusions

her in the hotel elevator. And now, here she was again,

nowhere to be

gaze flickered slightly, his expression remaining calm and detached. "Hmm,"

but stopped himself. Given the current situation,

his instincts led him to conclusions that weren't always accurate. Still, despite himself, Paul couldn't resist stealing another

already

head down.

wasn't playing on her phone or glancing