Richest Mogul

Paul took Skylar to a stylist’s studio straight away. 

He must have booked the whole studio since no other customers were anywhere to be seen. 

Skylar obeyed the stylist’s suggestions and changed into a haute couture black dress. At first, she didn’t 

think much about it. 

After she was done with her hair and make up, she realized that she couldn’t recognize herself in the 

mirror. 

The dress looked simple, but the back was cut out. It showed off her delicate back and gave her an elegant and noble air. 

When Paul walked out of the rest room to collect Skylar, he was stunned. 

He’d known that Skylar was pretty from the first time he met her because she had delicate features. However, he hadn’t expected a simple gown to transform her into such an eye–catching beauty! 

She was the kind of beauty who would cause men to pause in their tracks and have all kinds of thoughts. 

Paul didn’t dare take another glance. 

He left quickly after picking her up. 

Skylar wore heels with her dress, so it wasn’t convenient for her to drive. Hence, Paul drove her car. 

As it was a small car that was worth a mere 100 thousand dollars, they were stopped by security when they arrived at the auction house’s car park. 

“I’m sorry, sir. This is the auction house’s car park. You’re not allowed to park here if you’re not a guest.” Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

The security guard had a stern tone. Even though he’d said sorry, he spoke arrogantly. He was implying that this was not a place for commoners. 

When he saw the luxurious car behind them, his attitude changed completely. 

Skylar raised her eyebrows from the passenger’s seat. 

Paul knew that there were many places out there where people looked down on people of a lower class. However, he’d never received such treatment when he was out with Joe. 

His expression turned cold as he said, “Don’t you know who I am?” 

The security guard wasn’t paying attention at first. He didn’t even look into the car. 

He thought that anyone who drove such a cheap and small car wasn’t worth it. 

They might just be commoners who wanted to experience an auction. He’d seen a lot of people with the same expectations. 

But when he heard Paul, he took a look at him and was utterly stunned. “Mr. Ziegler?” 

Paul frequented the auction house with Joe of Martin Group. The employees of the auction house were trained to recognize the big shots of Jipsburg like him. 

“You’re doing an excellent job. I’ll let your superiors know later,” Paul said. 

The security guard was so frightened that he started to sweat. He quickly bowed and explained, “We have 

a crowd tonight, so we’re stopping cars we don’t recognize. It’s my fault for not recognizing you, Mr. Ziegler.” 

Paul sneered. “Is that so?” 

Then, he drove into the car park. 

Skylar observed everything coolly. She didn’t think much of it. 

Judgy people who looked down on others were everywhere in this world. The Williamses were like that. 

After a while, Skylar met up with Joe. 

Joe was dressed in a haute couture suit: He looked handsome and tall as usual, but he exuded a cold and noble air about him. 

When he saw Skylar, his deep eyes paused for a moment. 

Her skin was as delicate as porcelain, and her eyes were as refined as art. The elegant black dress. transformed her into a charming night spirit. She had a sexy figure that could catch anyone’s eye with a single glance. 

His gaze became unreadable instantly.