Richest Mogul

hapter 1127

owan quickly answered the call. “Skylar?”

[t’s me, Rowan. I need your help with something urgent,” she said, getting straight to the

ɔint.

owan responded without hesitation, “Just tell me what it is. I’ll help with whatever I can.‘

oe is at Avalon Residence…” Skylar explained the situation swiftly–Joe seemed to have been rugged, and it was likely that the people at Avalon Residence wouldn’t allow him to leave

sily.

owan took it seriously. “I got it. Don’t worry. I’ll head to Avalon Residence right now. I’ll call izzie on the way and guide her on how to handle them. I’ll get Joe out safely, I promise. Tell oward to get ready.”

here wasn’t time to question why Skylar and Lizzie knew each other or why Skylar was still

› concerned about Joe after the divorce.

one of that mattered right now. What mattered was that Skylar needed his help.

nd if the Martin family thought they could mess with Joe, they would have to see if they even

ad the guts to pull it off.

hey had already caused trouble recently and were still at it. Rowan couldn’t believe it.

fter hearing Rowan’s reassurance, Skylar felt a bit of relief. Before she got on the subway, she ontacted Howard and asked him to head to their place.

hen, she tried calling Paul again. This time, he picked up.

Mrs. Martin, I couldn’t answer earlier. Something might happen to Mr. Martin. Ernest

ffered him drinks before everyone, and Mr. Martin couldn’t refuse.

He got drunk and was taken to a guest room. Lizzie is with him now. I got caught up with Mr. laudio and couldn’t help right away…”

efore he could finish, Skylar interrupted, “I’ve sent Rowan over.”

aul breathed a sigh of relief. “You’re quick to act, Mrs. Martin. But don’t worry too much-

ere are many guests around, so they can’t do anything drastic. Moreover, I hired a few odyguards before we came. They’re stationed outside, just in case.”

ctually, Joe had anticipated some trouble before arriving. He knew Ernest and the others ould pull something.

ut drugging him in front of so many people indicated that Ernest wanted to tear away any emaining pretense.

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“Good,” Skylar said, feeling a bit more at ease after hearing Paul’s update.

It seemed that she was overthinking things.

After ending the call, she took the subway back home. About an hour later, a call from an unknown number came through.

“Hello?”

“Have you figured things out all this time? I just saw Joe and Lizzie together. They went to a guest room, and it was obvious what they were doing. He won’t come back to you now.” Claudio’s voice dripped with malice. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Skylar didn’t expect Claudio to be so persistent. Hearing his voice made her feel a surge of disgust. She said, “If you keep calling me, I’ll report you to the police.”

Claudio threatened her. “Are you planning to ruin your own life? Without Joe, how will you survive in Jipsburg? If you don’t come to me, believe me, I can make things difficult for your family.”

With a sharp intake of breath, Skylar immediately ended the call. There was no point in talking to someone like Claudio.

Claudio stared at the screen, his face darkening in anger. He gritted his teeth, seething with

rage.

“Fine! Let’s see how you react when you realize just how severe the consequences of provoking me can be.”

Before, Joe had protected her, but now… Joe might not even be able to protect himself.

Claudio walked over to the bedside and pulled out an ancient–looking emerald pendant with a distinctly strong aura from beneath his pillow.

“Now I’m actually glad we have this bit of blood relation,” he said.