Richest Mogul

The Williams Group might not be able to survive in Jipsburg much longer if things continued the way they 

were. 

“Mr. Williams, I’m very busy right now. I remember telling you before that if you have any issues, you should contact the commerce department. I can’t decide on these matters.” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Paul maintained a professional demeanor, but he couldn’t help feeling gossipy inside. 

He pondered whether he was the odd one out. Why were Jeffrey and his family so devoted to a fake daughter instead of their own? 

Did they feel no quilt about helping the impostor over their own daughter? 

No matter how he looked at it, Maisy couldn’t compare to Skylar. 

If Skylar had requested to elevate the Williams family’s status when she signed the agreement, they would’ve been able to become one of the top families in Jipsburg. 

Unfortunately, they were blind to the obvious. 

“We just want to meet Mr. Martin today,” Maisy said. “I’ve met him at the Jubilance Hotel before. I think if you talk to him, he should agree to see us…” 

She was very displeased with Paul’s arrogance. He was just Joe’s assistant. To put it bluntly, he was nothing but a lapdog. 

Jeffrey also shared the sentiment. “I’m here today to meet Mr. Martin.” 

Paul was somewhat speechless. How could they be so shameless? 

“Mr. Martin is a busy man. He has no time available for you today, Mr. Williams.” 

After saying that, he lost patience. 

Skylar clearly didn’t want to be involved with Jeffrey’s family. Affer Martin Group canceled the Williams Group’s orders, the company was visibly declining day by day. 

Paul thought highly of Skylar. She was beautiful and knew metaphysics. The two people in front of him both seemed to look down on him. It was easy to imagine how they would treat others. 

“If he doesn’t have ten minutes, then what about five? I only need five minutes.” Jeffrey became a little. anxious. 

As the chairman of a company, everyone in his company respected him. But now, he was lowering himself for an assistant. It was hard to swallow his pride, 

However, he swallowed it to see Joe. 

Paul shook his head. “Forget about five minutes. He doesn’t even have one minute to spare.” 

Just as Malsy was about to confront him, Paul’s phone rang again. 

He looked at it and saw it was Skylar calling. He immediately answered, “Ms. Sullivan.” 

“Mr. Ziegler, I’m at your company’s entrance.” Skylar’s voice came through Paul’s phone. 

She had gone to Pearlhall Residence in the morning, and Gloria had asked her to bring some soup over. 

Gloria made the soup herself in the morning. It was a grandmother’s affection for her grandson. 

Skylar happened to be passing by, so she thought she would drop it off. 

Paul immediately headed toward the entrance. “Wait a moment, Ms. Sullivan.” 

Seeing Paul strode away, Jeffrey and Maisy felt even more awkward. 

Should they leave? But staying in place wasn’t right, either. 

“Ms. Sullivan?” Jeffrey frowned. The voice coming from Paul’s phone sounded somewhat like Skylar. 

Maisy bit her lip. “Dad, what should we…” 

She trailed off when she suddenly saw a familiar figure outside the entrance. She was stunned. “Skylar?” 

“Skye is here too?” Jeffrey immediately looked in the direction where Maisy was staring. But by the time. he looked, Paul had already blocked Skylar from view. 

“Why would Skylar come to Martin Group? And why does she know Mr. Ziegler?” Maisy muttered to herself while frowning. 

“Is it really Skye?” Jeffrey quickly walked toward the entrance. 

It had been a while since he had seen Skylar. So much had happened during this time. Now that he saw her, he had to give her a good lecture.