Richest Mogul

Vivian thought, "Dad loves both mom and me."

Skylar nodded, giving Joe a knowing look. "Dad really is amazing."noveldrama

Joe's lips twitched, and he immediately understood what she was implying.

After putting Vivian to bed, Joe returned to their bedroom. The bedroom led to a small private hot spring pool. Skylar was sitting by the pool, sipping a glass of red wine.

When she saw Joe approaching, she poured him a glass and handed it over. After a full day of activities, it was nice to finally have a moment of quiet.

"Did you hear what the employees said today? I'll have HR fire her when work resumes the day after tomorrow," Joe said, a hint of regret in his voice.

He should have had Priscilla let go right after he returned from his business trip.

Ambition in the workplace was a good thing, but when someone had ambition for the wrong person, it showed poor judgment. Keeping such a person around was of no use to the company.

Skylar was a little surprised at first. She had nearly forgotten about it. "That's not what I was thinking about."

"It's not?" Joe asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No. I was thinking about Harvey and Alina. We haven't heard from them in a few days. Neither of them posted on Instagram, and Harvey hasn't said much in the family group. I feel like Harvey might have noticed something." Skylar speculated.

It was only natural for her to be concerned about Harvey as his sister. Or maybe, since she knew some things about Alina, she couldn't help but think more about it.

Joe took a sip of red wine and glanced at the moon with Skylar before speaking slowly, "If he's noticed, it's a good thing. Don't worry."

Charles, Steven, and Harvey wouldn't just sit by and let anyone bully them. They weren't that easy to push around.

A few years ago, when they casually chatted with Joe, they always made subtle remarks, urging him not to let Skylar down. They were

overthinking. No matter what the world threw at Skylar, Joe would never betray her.

Harvey returned home from a long day of work at midnight, just past the early hours of the morning. As he was about to enter the elevator to head upstairs, the distinctive ringtone of Alina's call sounded, catching his attention.

When he heard the ringtone, Harvey hesitated briefly before pressing the elevator button. But just as quickly, he stepped into the elevator. However, the reception in the elevator had always been weak.

The music abruptly stopped as he entered. Harvey went straight to his apartment and made himself a plate of pasta.

Janine had cooked the sauce, and the chopped bacon was already prepared and sealed in a jar. All he had to do was cook the pasta and reheat the sauce and bacon, and dinner was ready.

It was healthy and nutritious. While eating, Harvey tried out a newly designed game he had been working on. After only a few minutes of play, his phone rang again.

He frowned slightly, then answered.

"Why are you calling so late?" he asked, his voice cold.

Alina's voice came through the line, filled with concern. "It's been a few days since you last contacted me. Have you been too busy?"

Harvey would have felt touched if he had heard those words a few days ago after

a long day at work. But now, he found it rather ironic. He was curious to see what Alina would do next.

He replied, "Yeah, it's been really busy."

Alina continued, "By the way, I stopped by the villa this afternoon. The construction crew wasn't there, and I called the design company. They said you wanted to redo the design. Why didn't you discuss it with me? Do you not like the current design style?"

The villa's design had been something they had both agreed on.