Richest Mogul

Chapter 1981

Hadwin asked, "Mom, aren't you curious why Vivian went abroad? Now that Mr. Martin and Mrs. Martin are back, why didn't she stay in Jipsburg?"

Natalie was scrolling through short videos on her phone. Hearing Hadwin's question, she briefly glanced up at him before shifting her gaze back to the

screen.

Her tone was casual. "Vivian's situation isn't ours to worry about. Skylar and Joe will take care of it. Are you still hung up on Vivian?

"Did everything I said before go in one ear and out the other? You and Vivian are impossible. Focus on something else."

"Mom, aren't you even a little curious?" Hadwin conveniently ignored her last two sentences.

Whether they were a good match or not, he wouldn't give up until he heard it from Vivian herself.

Natalie rolled her eyes, her patience wearing thin. "Curious about what? You know how much Skylar and Joe treasure her. There's nothing for us to worry about, and you shouldn't burden them with unnecessary questions. You're an adult now. Haven't you learned that some things are better left unasked?"

Hadwin was at a loss for words. No one in their family could ever win an argument against his mother. She had an uncanny ability to shut people down within a few sentences.

His lips twitched in frustration as he stood up. "Fine, I won't ask anymore, okay? I'm heading out—I have plans with some friends tonight."

"Make sure you use protection. I'm not ready to be a grandmother," Natalie said coldly, giving him a sharp glance.

up with such a playboy of a son. He changed girlfriends as

were so readily available now and the fact

now.

taken a few steps when he nearly tripped

to send a few boxes of protection to your place?" Natalie asked nonchalantly when he

lips twitched violently.

Turning back, he felt the need to defend himself. "Mom, I don't date around that

absentmindedly. "Sure, sure. I got it. Now, off you

in getting back

She clearly wasn't listening. Her attitude was

She would only understand when she saw that he had truly

dust filled

dark crimson, with blood

dismembered limbs littered

fires raged on, consuming everything in their

the stench of blood, so potent that it seemed to seep into the

a month of brutal conflict, the battlefield had

top of the fortress wall, a few soldiers still held

"How

left?

many? We're almost