Richest Mogul

Chapter 1684

Skylar heard Natalie respond in a noticeably cold tone. "Oh, mistaking someone is understandable," she replied curtly.

Lorelei, on the other end, seemed unfazed, continuing with an almost gossipy enthusiasm. "It's just that this person was seen entering a hotel with Mr. Powell. Her clothing style, even her hairstyle, looked almost exactly like yours. I even went up and greeted her as Mrs. Powell. It was so embarrassing!"

Her words, especially certain phrases, were enough to make anyone frown. Natalie was silent for a few seconds.

Skylar frowned when she heard that. Stopping at a red light, she lightly stepped on the brake and glanced at her phone.

"Quite the coincidence," Natalie finally said.

Perhaps it was Natalie's indifferent attitude that made Lorelei, who had been eager to watch the drama unfold, lose interest. After awkwardly laughing a couple of times, she quickly wrapped up the conversation and said goodbye.

Natalie paused briefly, her thoughts elsewhere, before switching back to a cheerful tone and chatting with Skylar again. "I just ran into an annoying person. I should've stayed home. The malls here aren't even that good." Skylar didn't probe further, only chuckling along. "Well, when you're back, we'll go shopping properly."

"Deal! I'll try to make a trip back next year." Natalie's tone brightened, full of longing for home. She missed it dearly.

longer, but something was clearly off with Natalie. She ended the call

but refrained from asking. She knew Natalie would share if

in a foreign country, surrounded by people and experiences Skylar couldn't fully grasp. Asking too many questions

before she finally grabbed the new designer handbag she had just purchased

...

conveniently close to the office, and they arrived in just over

her. After

respected Austin's career, she wasn't particularly interested in the details of his work. Their common

more often about parenting strategies

visited Austin at the office previously, it was usually for practical reasons. He had forgotten something at home, or she was bringing him soup from the chef to ease his frequent

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to check up on him. As far as she was concerned

person who had been stirring

greeted her with a respectful "Mrs. Powell" as

Knowing exactly where Austin's

doors began to close, she overheard someone