Richest Mogul

Chapter 201 

Paul couldn’t contain his laughter. Maisy must be out of her mind. 

“And another thing, Skylar must have badmouthed the Williams family to Mr. Martin, which is why Martin Group refuses to work with us now. Our company’s taken a 

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“I need to get to the bottom of this. I hope Mr. Martin will give me the chance and time to clear things up,” Maisy declared confidently. 

Paul chuckled, “Ms. Williams, how did you find out where Mr. Martin was?” 

Maisy froze at the question, and panic flickered in her eyes. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just happened to run into Mr. Martin today. There’s no rule saying I can’t come to this city or stay at this hotel, is there?” 

How did Paul figure out that she had gotten Joe’s whereabouts from someone else? 

No wonder Charles had warned her not to underestimate Paul. It seemed that no one Joe kept by his side was simple. 

“Really? Do you think I can’t trace your information to whichever private detective you hired? It won’t take long before someone tells me. 

“Don’t act like a smartass. If you harass Mr. Martin again, the Williamses will be doomed.” Paul’s smile vanished, replaced by a chilling assertiveness. 

Maisy’s face turned ashen. “You!” 

“Did you really think no one would see through your intentions?” Paul looked at Maisy as if she was a fool. He found Maisy’s act today highly entertaining. 

Maisy’s face was drained of color. She hadn’t expected her plan to be seen through. so quickly. 

“You’ve all been deceived by Skylar!” Maisy snapped, her voice trembling with rage. 

Paul had no interest in continuing this farce. Maisy’s shallow tricks might fool others, but trying them on him and Joe was an insult. 

The fact that he had managed to keep his composure and hadn’t knocked her out was already praiseworthy. After a long day, wasting time with an idiot was the last thing Paul needed. 

Paul strode toward the elevator, leaving Maisy dejected and defeated. 

Maisy was flabbergasted. She couldn’t believe this was the outcome after all the effort she had put into flying over and waiting all day. 

Maisy bit her lip, seething with resentment. “Skylar, I swear I won’t let you have the last laugh. So what if Joe is backing you now? 

“The Williams family still prefers me. Soon, Janine and her sons will come to favor. me too, and you’ll end up all alone in agony.” 

Maisy took out her phone, opened WhatsApp, and found Janine’s number. With a condescending sneer, she sent a voice message. 

“Mom, I’ve realized how wrong I was. I’ve thought it through. You gave birth to me, and I was ungrateful. Mom, please forgive me. 

“I know you might not forgive me easily because of Skylar, but I won’t blame you. If you have time this weekend, I’d like to visit you.” 

Even though Maisy didn’t receive a reply for a few minutes, she remained unfazed. After all, she was Janine’s biological daughter, and she didn’t believe Janine could truly ignore her. 

Janine remained doubtful when she heard Maisy’s voice message. 

Had Maisy really changed? As Maisy’s biological mother, she felt conflicted. 

After a few minutes of hesitation, Janine replied and agreed to meet. 

Paul returned to his room and took a shower. He lay in bed but still couldn’t sleep. 

So, he pulled out his phone and sent a message to Skylar. 

“Maisy somehow found out where Mr. Martin was and followed him to the hotel. She 

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might suspect you’re with him, but she doesn’t know that you two are married.” 

Skylar frowned at Paul’s message. Maisy was like a stubborn, sickening leech. 

But she would be happy to help if Maisy wanted to bring about her own downfall. 

“Mr. Ziegler, can you recommend a reliable private detective?” Skylar texted. 

“I’ll send you his number right now. When you call, just mention that you’re my friend, and he’ll handle the task well,” Paul replied promptly. 

“Alright, thanks.” 

Skylar closed WhatsApp and called the private detective directly. “Hi. I’m Mr. Ziegler’s friend. He recommended you to me. I need you to look into someone for me 

After hanging up, Skylar lay back on the bed while her mind drifted to her past life. 

After she had become paralyzed from the waist down, she had been bedridden and could only move her hands and head. 

As time had gone on, with barely any food and often skipping meals, Skylar had become so weak that she couldn’t move at all. 

Seeing how frail Skylar had become, Maisy had no qualms about telling her about all sorts of scandalous affairs. 

Maisy and Christopher used to have sex in front of her just to torment her. They had even made her take weird drugs Maisy had bought from shady dealers at bars. 

Eventually, Maisy had accidentally gotten involved with drugs herself. 

Skylar wondered if Maisy had started using drugs in this life yet. Initially, she had planned to wait until the Williams family went bankrupt. 

She had thought that she would then give Maisy the final push into prison when she turned to crime to fund her drug habit. 

Yet now, Skylar decided to start by exposing Maisy’s illegal drug purchases. She would send Maisy to hell step by step! 

The only disappointment was that in her past life, Christopher and Maisy had been madly in love, even until her tragic death. 

In this life, however, they seemed to have no connection. Instead, Christopher was relentlessly pursuing Skylar. 

Therefore, Skylar’s rebirth must have had a butterfly effect and changed the course of others‘ lives as well. 

Maisy spotted Joe while waiting for her flight at the airport. She considered approaching him but hesitated when she saw Paul giving her a cold stare. 

She immediately gave up on the idea. Paul’s words from the previous day were likely what Joe wanted to say to her. 

“Fucking Skylar! You must have slandered me to Joe just so he would hate me! Just wait and see; I’ll make sure you lose everything!” 

Alexander received a call from his butler and hurried home. 

The butler was worried about Caleb, who hadn’t left his room for days. Caleb had only allowed people in to deliver meals and clean up the room before shutting them 

out again. 

Today, he had even refused meals and cleaning services. Concerned, the butler had 

called Alexander. 

Alexander had been busy during the day. He had brushed it off, saying that Caleb 

wouldn’t die just yet, and waited until he had finished work before returning home. 

Alexander knocked twice on the door. Caleb’s voice came from inside. “Come in.” 

Alexander opened the door and walked in, with the butler following behind. They were both shocked by the scene that greeted them. 

Caleb was lying on his bed, reading a book. Several more books were spread out on 

his bed.