Richest Mogul

In the faint distance, Skylar seemed to hear Joe say, “It’s not me; it’s my wife. Don’t worry, she’s resting. Come tomorrow instead.” 

As she drifted off, Joe’s mention of “wife” made her heart skip a beat. 

Joe returned to the ward after ending the call. 

He frowned deeply when he saw that Skylar’s face was still drained of color, even though she’d been on an IV for over half an hour. Why was she still so ghostly pale? 

He stepped out again to get a doctor. “Her condition doesn’t look good. Get the head physician over here, 

he instructed promptly. 

The doctor on shift hurried to get the head physician, who quickly checked on Skylar. 

Finding Skylar deeply asleep with stable vital signs, he reassured Joe, “Her condition isn’t too severe. She’s already receiving fluids now. 

“By tomorrow morning, she should be ready to leave the hospital. It’s likely just traveler’s diarrhea and some indigestion issues. She should bounce back with proper rest and diet.” 

Joe frowned. Although the head physician said everything was fine, he didn’t see Skylar’s condition improving 

“Shouldn’t we run some more tests?” he asked. 

The head physician sighed lightly. “It’s not necessary for now. Rest is what the patient needs most right now. With enough rest, she should recover quickly.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Just then, Paul rushed over in a panic. He stood hesitantly at the door, especially after seeing Joe’s serious expression while talking to the doctor. 

Paul was in great dismay. He had eaten at that restaurant many times before and had never heard of anyone getting diarrhea. Today, even though they had eaten some food outside, it was all very common. 

After the doctor left, Joe glanced at Paul, who was standing outside the ward. 

Paul’s heart raced even faster. “Is Ms. Sullivan okay? Did the doctor say what caused her fever and diarrhea?” 

“Traveler’s diarrhea combined with acute gastroenteritis,” Joe replied gravely. 

“Is it that serious?” Paul widened his eyes and peered inside. After seeing Skylar’s pale face, he felt regretful. “I should have planned a lighter schedule for today.” 

Joe raised an eyebrow and glanced at Paul. “You have good photography skills. Did you study it before?” 

Paul was honest. “I learned it before to impress my girlfriend in college. She loved taking pictures.” 

“You’re talented. Just don’t take any more pictures.” Joe’s voice had a slight edge to it. 

Paul’s eyes widened as he realized in hindsight that Joe was jealous. 

“If the boss says no more pictures, then no more!” he quickly assured. 

Joe waved him off. “Go.” 

“Got it!” Paul felt fortunate that Joe hadn’t blamed Skylar’s illness on him. He wouldn’t have known how to explain it otherwise. 

After Paul left, Joe leaned back on the couch with his gaze settled on Skylar. 

She slept deeply, even when the doctor or Joe approached. Although usually resilient, she now seemed fragile and vulnerable. It evoked his sympathy. 

Suddenly, Skylar’s phone rang. Joe walked over and picked it up. He raised an eyebrow as he saw an unknown number without a name or ID. 

Then, he stepped outside and answered the call. 

“Skylar! If you don’t come back right now, don’t blame me for disregarding our sibling bond! Do you can escape? 

you think 

“It’s not too late if you come back now. So get back now, or I’ll make sure you regret it! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless, even to my own sister!” 

Samuel’s threatening words came through loud and clear. Joe could even feel Samuel’s arrogance piercing through the phone. 

“What are you planning to do to Skylar?” Joe’s voice was cold with a chilling edge. 

Did the Williams family still have the energy to do so much now? 

“Who are you? The boy toy Skylar found?” Samuel asked.