Richest Mogul

Skylar picked up the call. “Mr. Martin.” 

“Grandma would like to meet you tonight. Do you have time?” Joe’s cool voice echoed from the other end 

of the phone. 

Just as Skylar was about to reply, the cab had already made its way into Galaxy Villa. 

“I’ve arrived at Galaxy Villa. I’d like to meet Grandma Gloria as well.” 

She had only gotten married to Joe for Gloria’s sake. Now that Gloria wanted to see her, she would 

certainly set aside other affairs to meet her. 

The call went silent for a few seconds before Joe’s voice rang through again. “Wait at home for about half an hour. Paul will pick you up.” 

“Alright. Thanks.” Skylar hung up and entered the villa. Joe had given her the villa’s password, so she didn’t encounter any issues. 

Just as she had changed into slippers, her phone suddenly rang again. Amidst the silence that hung in the villa, the noise of her ringtone was deafening. 

Skylar took her phone out and realized it was a call from Sadie. She sneered and declined her call. Frankly, she was in no mood to entertain those scumbags since she was going to meet Gloria tonight. 

Upon realizing that Skylar had refused her call, Sadie’s expression darkened. 

“Jeff, Skye actually rejected my call!” 

Jeffrey lost his composure immediately. Infuriated, he bellowed, “What are you calling her for? You should’ve just let her be! 

“She’s been out of college for three months, and she hasn’t even secured a job. She’s literally penniless. Don’t give her any money either. Let’s see how long she can hold up!” 

“You’re right. She didn’t grow up with us, after all. That explains why she isn’t close with us, and she doesn’t understand us either. Maisy is much more sensible.” At that thought, Sadie grew even fonder of 

Maisy, 

“I’ve terminated her card. Ignore her, and she’ll come back in two days.” 

“Once she’s back, I’ll definitely teach her a lesson.” 

It was already dark out. A Maybach MPV pulled up in front of Pearlhall Residence, the Martin family. residence, and Skylar emerged from the car. She thanked Paul swiftly. 

Paul was slightly surprised. During their journey to Pearlhall Residence, Skylar hadn’t asked about Joe’s 

insolence! I’m terminating her credit card now!” Skylar had really brought shame upon him. 

“I’ll go check her room now. Maybe she’s just trying to scare us by running away. I bet she wants a car as well. She’s hopeless!” Furrowing her brows, Sadie dashed upstairs into Skylar’s room. 

She rarely 

rarely went into Skylar’s room. When she opened the door, she was momentarily startled by the empty and plain room. A sense of uneasiness prickled at her. 

“Mom, I think I’ll leave. I don 

I think Skylar wants to see me at home. She’ll come back once I’m gone.” Maisy said, approaching Sadie. She noticed that Sadie was lost in her thoughts. 

Maisy sensed that things were spiraling out of her control. She should be the only one pampered in this family! Skylar was always meant to be inferior to her. 

Snapping back to her senses, Sadie turned toward Maisy and said warmly, “Just imagine what it would be like if she were as sensible as you are. Just ignore her. She can go whenever she wants.” [1] 

“Skylar grew up in the countryside, after all. It’s normal that she lacks basic courtesy since her adoptive mom only graduated from middle school. 

“Mom, she’ll become more sensible after we teach her. She’ll come to respect you and Dad just like I do,” Maisy chirped. 

Sadie grew annoyed whenever she heard about Skylar’s past. 

“Skylar’s been studying in college for a few years now, hasn’t she? By right, she should be sensible and mature. The truth is, she’s just a narrow–minded and ungrateful whelp! 

down and est 

“Don’t bother about her. Let’s go down and eat,” she said. 

In the cab, Skylar took in the view of the bustling streets outside the window. Everything felt like a dream- she had really been reborn. 

“Miss, your phone has been ringing.” The driver chanced a glance at her through the rearview mirror. He thought she looked pretty. She appeared to be only in her 20s, but the sullen look in her eyes said otherwise. Had something happened to her? Her phone had been ringing incessantly. 

“It’s fine. It’s the scammers, Skylar replied, looking down at her phone. Christopher had been spamming her on WhatsApp. 

She could imagine how agitated he was right now, but that image in her mind soon overlapped with the image of him devouring Malsy. Her grip on her phone tightened, and the ringing stopped. 

Another call came in instantly. 

Skylar’s lashes fluttered slightly when she saw that it was from Joe. 

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Skylar picked up the call. “Mr. Martin.” 

“Grandma would like to meet you tonight. Do you have time?” Joe’s cool voice echoed from the other end of the phone. 

Just as Skylar was about to reply, the cab had already made its way into Galaxy Villa. 

“I’ve arrived at Galaxy Villa. I’d like to meet Grandma Gloria as well.” 

She had only gotten married to Joe for Gloria’s sake. Now that Gloria wanted to see her, she would certainly set aside other affairs to meet her. 

The call went silent for a few seconds before Joe’s voice rang through again, “Wait at home for about half 

an hour. Paul will pick you up.” 

“Alright. Thanks. Skylar hung up and entered the villa. Joe had given her the villa’s password, so she 

didn’t encounter any issues. 

Just as she had changed into slippers, her phone suddenly rang again. Amidst the silence that hung in the 

villa, the noise of her ringtone was deafening. 

Skylar took her phone out and realized it was a call from Sadie. She sneered and declined her call. Frankly, she was in no mood to entertain those scumbags since she was going to meet Gloria tonight. 

Upon realizing that Skylar had refused her call, Sadie’s expression darkened. 

“Jeff, Skye actually rejected my call!” 

Jeffrey lost his composure immediately. Infuriated, he bellowed, “What are you calling her for? You 

should’ve just let her be! 

“She’s been out of college for three months, and she hasn’t even secured a job. She’s literally penniless. Don’t give her any money either. Let’s see how long she can hold up!” 

“You’re right. She didn’t grow up with us, after all. That explains why she isn’t close with us, and she doesn’t understand us either, Maisy is much more sensible.” At that thought, Sadie grew even fonder of 

Maisy. 

“Ive terminated her card. Ignore her, and she’ll come back in two days.” 

“Once she’s back, I’ll definitely teach her a lesson.” 

It was already dark out. A Maybach MPV pulled up in front of Pearlhall Residence, the Martin family residence, and Skylar emerged from the car. She thanked Paul swiftly. 

Paul was slightly surprised. During their journey to Pearlhall Residence, Skylar hadn’t asked about Joe’s 

whereabouts. 

Both of them had just registered their marriage this afternoon. In fact, it would only be natural for Skylar 

to wonder where Joe was. 

Women in Jipsburg had coveted Joe for years. To be honest, Paul had thought that Skylar was using 

Gloria to get close to Joe. 

Other women just weren’t as fortunate as Skylar had been when it came to winning Gloria’s favor. Now, he was intrigued to find out whether Skylar would inquire about Joe’s whereabouts. 

As Skylar trailed after the butler, Edgar Quinn, who greeted her at the entrance, Paul arched his eyebrows 

in surprise. 

However, Skylar called out to him as he turned to leave. “Mr. Ziegler. 

Paul halted his steps. As expected, she was going to ask about Joe’s whereabouts. 

“Is your emerald charm a family heirloom, or was it a gift from someone else?” Skylar stared at the emerald charm resting on Paul’s neck, a glint flickering in her eyes. 

Paul was stunned. Glancing down on the emerald charm he wore, he replied, “It was a gift. I quite like it, 

so I’ve been wearing it a lot lately. I heard it’s from around 1368 to 1644 AD.” 

A faint smile spread across Skylar’s face. It was still bright out when Paul had come to pick her up, so she 

had been able to see the charm clearly. 

The engraving on it resembled the style of the impressionist painter, Clyde Monet. It exuded an air of 

sophistication. 

Since Skylar had to repay Gloria’s favor and she was already married to Joe, she couldn’t just stand by and watch Joe get sabotaged by the people around him. They were bound together by a contract, after all. 

Her gaze fell on a spot on the charm. There was a dark mark there, indicating that blood had seeped in. 

“The charm is indeed from 1368 to 1644 AD.” Skylar nodded. However, it wasn’t auspicious at all. 

“I couldn’t tear my eyes away from it the moment I saw it. Ms. Williams, is this your forte?” Paul stroked his charm. Indeed, the charm was breathtakingly gorgeous. 

“Yeah, but I’m not an expert, though,” Skylar replied. 

*The person who gave this to me mentioned that it was carved by a famous painter from 1368 to 1644 

1. AD. It’s definitely worth collecting. 

“Forgive me for being blunt, but I think your charm was probably looted from a dead body. It’ll bring 

misfortune to the wearer and those around him. 

“Mr. Ziegler, you haven’t worn it for more than ten days, right?” Skylar said, unbothered by the fact that Paul would probably be scared out of his wits. 

He was always around Gloria. Given Gloria’s current health condition, she was prone to falling ill. 

Paul was flabbergasted. “Looted from a dead person?” His hands, which were clasped around the charm, 

quavered. 

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Could it be that she was trying to scare him? Was it just because he hadn’t informed her about Joe’s 

schedule? Still, it was unlikely 

Skylar glanced at her watch. “I have to meet with Grandma Gloria now. If you trust me, take it off and return it to the person who gave it to you. Otherwise, don’t see Grandma Gloria for a month.” 

He would naturally believe in her after a month. Even though Joe, who was often with Paul, would have a 

streak of bad luck, Skylar was unfazed. She would be content as long as Gloria remained well. 

With that, she promptly followed Edgar into the mansion. 

Paul, on the other hand, was left in a daze at the entrance. Still spiraling in turmoil, he was caught in a 

dilemma about whether to continue wearing the charm or not. 

Gloria’s face broke into a warm smile as she walked over to Skylar. Tears glistened in her eyes. 

*Skye, I couldn’t sleep all night after you rejected my proposal yesterday. Fortunately you changed your 

mind! Hurry up and show me your marriage certificate.” 

“I’m sorry, Grandma Gloria. Skylar’s heart ached as she saw Gloria weeping. 

“Stop calling me ‘Grandma Gloria‘. You’re my granddaughter–in–law now, so just ‘Grandma‘ will do.” Gloria brushed her tears away, lamenting that she could no longer hold back her emotions due to old age. 

Skylar handed the marriage certificate to Gloria. “Alright, Grandma.” 

Taking the certificate from her, Gloria broke into a wide grin. “This is great,” she murmured. “Skye, you’ll 

come to know that Joe is a really reliable person. You won’t regret marrying him.” 

Gloria scrutinized the certificate carefully, as if she would never get enough of it. 

Skylar nodded in agreement. Despite having seen Joe only twice, she could tell that he was a reliable 

man. 

The fact that he had even sacrificed his marriage for Gloria’s sake was enough proof of respect for her. 

“Oh yeah, Skye. I remembered that Viola had left a letter with me before. She told me to pass it on to you if you got married within a year. 

“If you didn’t, I was supposed to pretend that I’d never received anything like that. Seeing that you’re 

already married to Joe, it’s about time to pass the letter to you.” 

Gloria took a letter from the table beside her and passed it to Skylar. 

Upon hearing about Viola, Skylar asked hastily, “Grandma, do you have any news regarding Grandma Viola?” 

“You can’t find her if she doesn’t want to be found. She called me a year ago, before she left, asking ust 

not to worry about her.” Gloria sighed, shaking her head. 

Skylar felt a lump welling up in her throat. As she recalled how defiant she had been toward Viola in her 

past life, she felt distressed.