Richest Mogul

Christopher was driving as he said to the phone, “Skylar wants to break up with me.” 

“Break up with you? But isn’t she madly in love with you?” 

Maisy felt like things were slipping out of her control. Something must have happened to Skylar that she and Christopher didn’t know about. 

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“I still don’t get it either. Could it be that she found out about our affair? If she has, I should take this chance to break it off with her. Let’s make our relationship official, Maisy.” 

“Christopher, you and I aren’t in a relationship. We’re just regular friends who happened to go to the same college. 

“So what if Skylar thinks we had an our affair? She’s just being paranoid and overthinking things.” Maisy drew a clear line between her and Christopher at once. 

Christopher slammed the brakes just then. “B–But we had sex in a hotel room last week. Doesn’t that mean we’re seeing each other?” 

Maisy bluntly replied, “It’s only sex. It’s not like we have a future together. Besides, my parents would never let me marry you. I’m different from Skylar, after all.” 

She’d merely enjoyed stealing Skylar’s boyfriend. It wasn’t like she would willingly let herself marry 

someone with a lower social standing. 

Christopher gripped the steering wheel, his chest tightening so much it was difficult to breathe. “You don’t think I’m good enough?” 

“You know about Joe Martin, right? He’s the CEO of Martin Group. I’d gladly become your official girlfriend 

if you had the same social background as him! 

“Since you don’t, please don’t take this thing between us too seriously. You should brainstorm ways to win Skylar back and have her continue donating blood to me.” NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Maisy had never cared about what Christopher thought. She wouldn’t have been interested in Christopher if he hadn’t been Skylar’s boyfriend, 

Christopher gritted his teeth after ending the call. Maisy’s words had reminded him that he couldn’t afford to lose Skylar. So, he would never let Skylar break up with him. 

He called her at once, but she declined the call, just like she had before. 

For some reason, he began to panic and sent her a text. “Babe, we’re not breaking up. I don’t agree to it. We’ll talk things through when you’re not angry anymore.” 

Following that, he called Amelia. 

Ten minutes later, Skylar was driving along the road back to Galaxy Villa. She first received calls and texts 

from Christopher. However, less than ten minutes passed when Amelia called her, too. 

There happened to be congestion on the road, so Skylar answered the call. 

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“Skye! I heard you and Christopher are fighting. Did he upset you? I’ve given him a good scolding, and he knows he made a mistake. 

“Please let him off the hook for my reputation’s sake, okay?” Amelia advised Skylar like she was the wiser, 

older family member. 

Skylar found the former’s words ridiculous. “Your reputation doesn’t matter to me. Do you know why I 

answered your call?” 

“What on earth is going on with you, Skye? You were never this impolite to me before.” Amelia–was getting slightly angry. 

“I don’t need to be polite with you. I only answered your call because a child picks up bad behaviors from their parents. Christopher is a carbon copy of you. In fact, he’s an even more skilled villain than you. 

*You and your son are like a pack of vermin. It’s no wonder you guys are family!” Skylar shouted before 

promptly hanging up. 

Skylar had only learned the truth when she’d been amputated and bedridden in her previous life. 

It turned out that Amelia had been a mistress all along, and Christopher was a bastard child. That was 

why Skylar had never seen Christopher’s father. 

Amelia was livid as she stared at her phone screen, which indicated Skylar had ended the call. 

“If I hadn’t seen you as someone useful, I wouldn’t have let you date my son! Let’s see who’ll regret it more after you break up with my Christopher!” 

Skylar arrived at Galaxy Villa half an hour later. 

She was about to open the door and enter when Caleb called her. 

He said, “Skylar, I know an expert team in Jipsburg that specializes in restoring antiques. They’re hiring now. Would you like to drop by and check it out?” 

Skylar asked, “Are you talking about the team led by Alexander Gardner, the master of antique restoration? 

“Yep.” 

“I’ll apply for a position if I complete Mr. Zeller’s work these coming days. Thanks for letting me know, Caleb Skylar hung up while opening the door. 

The villa’s interior was brightly lit. Joe stood at the stairs, his cold stare directed at Skylar.