Richest Mogul

Chapter 1604

As Elsie brushed past her, Skylar said in a low voice, "The negative item you have will bring you even more trouble later on."

Elsie froze momentarily before snapping, "I already told you! I've done nothing wrong, and there's no way I'd have a negative item on me. Stop dodging your problems. I'm certain Joe will remember everything about his past life soon. When he does, he'll realize that you have nothing to do with him. You're nothing but a thief to me!"

It was as though voicing her denial could somehow bolster her confidence, but her words betrayed her inner turmoil. Deep down, Elsie dismissed Skylar's claims as manipulative lies meant to sow doubt. Only fools would believe such nonsense. Skylar didn't argue. She simply watched as Elsie stormed out, her steps hurried.

Outside, rain continued to pour. Elsie didn't even have an umbrella. She stood anxiously at the curb, trying to hail a cab.

She glanced back nervously at the restaurant occasionally.

Their gazes met briefly through the window. The moment Elsie saw Skylar watching her, she quickly looked away, guilt flickering across her face like a shadow caught in the light.

Skylar sipped her water, her calm demeanor unshaken. After Elsie finally got into a cab and disappeared into the rain-drenched streets, a car pulled up in front of the restaurant. From it emerged Joe, holding an umbrella as he walked inside.

Skylar turned her gaze toward him as he entered; raindrops clung to his jacket despite his efforts.

Rising from her seat, she walked over to meet him.

"Done talking?" Joe asked.

replied with a nod, "Let's

...

Skylar shared everything with Joe-the presence of a negative item on Elsie and her suspicions about its

she was about to delve into more personal

from the restaurant, I had a dream,"

of dream?"

years, I've been having this recurring dream. In it, you and I are distant and cold toward each other. We argue constantly. I always thought it was just a meaningless nightmare-a side effect of losing my

her

two years, though not frequently. Sometimes she would wake with the unsettling feeling that everything she held dear was nothing

couldn't be

and Joe were indeed filled with animosity toward each other. It was as if the intensity of their love and trust in the real world had been reversed into hatred and bitterness in the dream world. Taking

silent look, the weight

silence, her tone measured and deliberate. "I've been thinking. Maybe we aren't meant to be together in the first

quickly shook her head to stop him. She said, "Wait, let me explain. There are things

I

and for

warning me to

I've realized it's