My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul



Skylar nodded in agreement. "That's true."

Gloria's condition was not very optimistic. Back in Murida, the doctors had warned that Gloria wouldn't have much time left.

Adding to her anxiety were the unsettling words she had heard from Kevin a few days ago.

"Are you worried about Mrs. Martin Senior's health, Mrs. Martin? Edgar mentioned a few days ago that Grandma might come to visit you soon," Veronica said.

"I've been feeling better these past few days. I think I'll go visit her soon," Skylar replied. Seeing her in person would ease her worries.

Maybe it was because she had spent the past couple of days at home recovering, barely seeing anyone, and with no work to keep her occupied; she started feeling restless and couldn't help but let her mind wander.

The messages in the group chat had stirred her concern for Joe. Now that he was fine, her concern shifted back to Gloria.

She sighed. She realized she might be feeling a bit too anxious.

Once the police were called in, news of the attempted murder in the complex spread rapidly.

However, there were only photos and a few eyewitness accounts. The victim had yet to be identified.

As a result, the incident became a mystery after the reporters covered it. The online community began to speculate, and opinions varied widely. The trending topic emerged quickly but faded just as fast.

Skylar's living in the same complex was known only to her family, Natalie and Minerva. As soon as they learned about the incident, they checked in on her.

They also inquired about Joe. At that moment, Joe was in the shower.

After sending a unified message to reassure everyone that they were both fine, Joe stepped out of the bathroom.

He had always preferred drying his hair with a towel rather than using a hair dryer.

While drying his hair with a towel, Joe glanced over at Skylar.

"Still worried? Even if some people don't want to see me in Jipsburg, they don't have the power to do anything about it."

Joe's tone was commanding, hisnovelbin

expression exuding a cold,

unyielding authority that set him

above everyone else. Joe was a man known for his decisiveness and ruthlessness. He wasn't someone who could be easily intimated.

Skylar couldn't help but smile at his confidence. "Yeah, some people definitely want you gone. But no matter how much they hate you, they can't seem to do anything but gnash their teeth in frustration."

She had been feeling uneasy, especially since no one had come forward to identify the person being chased. A nagging suspicion kept creeping into her mind that their target might have been Joe.

But hearing his confident words now, she finally felt relieved.

Meanwhile, in their community group chat, a new theory had emerged. People were speculating that the victim being pursued was likely someone in a secret affair.

The idea was that the person, ashamed of the reason behind the attack, would rather stay silent than admit the truth.

Now that the police had gotten

involved, those two thugs surely

wouldn't dare come back. Even the

security guards in the complex had stepped up their patrols. In this situation, those who felt

embarrassed were even less likely to step forward.

Skylar thought this theory made perfect sense.

Joe noticed that the worry had faded from Skylar's eyes, and he was relieved. Only when she wasn't looking did his gaze narrow, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes. It seemed that he could no longer show mercy to these people.

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It was better that they met their end than caused Skylar any more distress.

Under the shroud of night, outside the school gates, Stephen rushed out, his face lined with worry.