Richest Mogul

Chapter 1712

Hearing Vivian call out to her, Skylar stood up. As she walked toward the children's play areas, she glanced back at Priscilla and Trina, who were still

chattering away.

The two women's expressions shifted drastically. Their faces paled as their gazes darted between Joe, Vivian, and Skylar.

It was the kind of sinking feeling that drained the color from their faces.

"Mrs. Martin?" Priscilla's voice trembled as if she was in a daze.

Skylar's eyes briefly swept over them before she turned toward the children's play area. Though her demeanor remained composed, Priscilla and Trina were anything but calm.

The two women swallowed nervously, their gazes snapping away from Skylar. They turned to look at each other, their eyes wide with disbelief and panic.

thought, "How could

Martin? Does that mean she overheard everything we just said? What if she tells Mr. Martin and then..." Trina's words trailed off in pure panic, as if she

be relaxing would take such an unexpected turn. Conversations like these were just lighthearted banter between friends-harmless musings fueled by fleeting fantasies and a touch of greed. They weren't

about trying to catch Joe's attention would be overheard by none other than

wasn't just

dizzy, her mind

Skylar telling Joe. If he found out,

job as well, Priscilla knew it would be nearly impossible to find another opportunity in the industry. The damage to her reputation would be

same lucrative salary and benefits that she had

talk to her? Explain that those were just casual conversations between

we said... it's obvious. there's more to it. If I say we're hot

did we

like it might split, her body going numb. "Let's wait and see if she comes back to rest