Richest Mogul

Chapter 1773

To Thelma's surprise, when she met Skylar today, she was unexpectedly

approachable, smiling as soon as she got into the car.

"This is a cashmere scarf I knitted myself. I hope you like it," Thelma said, handing it over.

Knitting had been one of her hobbies since childhood-gloves, hats, scarves, and clothes. Nowadays, when anxiety struck and she couldn't calm her mind, knitting scarves for herself was her way of finding peace.

Skylar was pleasantly surprised. "You're talented. A handmade scarf feels so much more personal. I love it."

"I knew you'd like it. I have one too," Charles said proudly, his eyes gleaming with a touch of boastfulness, his tone dripping with pride.

Thelma sighed with relief.

The journey was long, taking several hours. Over time, Skylar and Thelma got more comfortable with each other.

At first, she hadn't thought much of them, but after

her grandmother, Maia Blair, and

still just a theory that something negative might be involved. If not, it could be something human-made. You should really think about whether anything unusual happened

thoughtfully, her mind beginning

always been humble, hardworking people who led simple lives without ever causing trouble. It seemed unlikely they had enemies who would

years since, Thelma had encountered all kinds of people and situations. Sometimes, the most improbable things would

plausible theory, but she wondered how it related to

passed quickly, and soon, they arrived at Liberty

Charles quickly pulled a mask

the same, both

smiled faintly, her

grown up in Liberty County, her neighbors would easily recognize her. By wearing masks, they ensured that if they encountered

front of them was an old one. There were no clear distinctions between pedestrian and

may be messy inside. The complex hasn't had property management for years. When Grandma lived here, she used to clean