Richest Mogul

Chapter 1690

Over the past two days, Priscilla suddenly realized why so many socialites in Jipsburg, despite having numerous opportunities to meet Joe, never managed to get closer to him.

It was because Joe never gave anyone a chance-there wasn't even the smallest opening to exploit.

For example, when she handed him the yogurt drink, Joe merely glanced at it and coldly declined.

The driver gave Priscilla a sidelong glance.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Priscilla's face warmed, but she forced a smile as she took the yogurt drink back.

Once the car exited the highway, Joe suddenly spoke, "Ms. Dunn, you'll return to your original role from the day after tomorrow."

Priscilla was shocked and looked at him in disbelief. "Mr. Martin, did I do something wrong?"

The two male colleagues in the car exchanged glances. They had been passive throughout this trip. As men, they didn't have the option of using charm to gain favor and focused solely on doing their jobs perfectly to avoid mistakes.

Priscilla, on the other hand, was ambitious, attractive, and had an impressive résumé. Although the other two might have had strong credentials, they weren't

women.

it turned out Joe wasn't swayed

Priscilla back to her original role-much

Joe replied, but his response provided no real

face turned pale

she met Joe's cold, piercing gaze, she

intentions had been clear to him, and he was well aware of what she was trying to achieve. Thus, he responded by deciding to

left her feeling resentful, but she was more

was no better or more prestigious workplace than

too hastily. She refused to believe

the idea that

...

a month later, Skylar was

and needed a new gown. After finalizing

down for coffee to take a break when Skylar received a call from an unfamiliar international

had a feeling

on the

you been?"

was relaxed when she answered with a hint of laughter, "I'm doing great. Thank you for your