We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

Richest Mogul

Chapter 173
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 173 It didn't seem impossible.

Charles was skeptical, but he remained optimistic. "Hahaha! It doesn't matter if it's a mistake or not. What matters is that these past two days have been amazing!" Soon, Skylar had already washed and prepared all the ingredients, including the meat, which she had also marinated. After checking the time, she called Joe.

th a few "What twill you be home?" Skylar asked Joe, who was playing basketball with a friends.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Joe glanced at the tand replied, "I'm getting ready to head back now. I'll be hin about an hour." "I'll leave first," Joe said to the group, including John.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

"Why are you leaving so early? Let's play for another hour," John suggested. It was rare that everyone had ttoday to gather for basketball.

Joe shook his head. "I have plans tonight." Raising an eyebrow, John immediately guessed after looking at Joe's smile. "Are you heading home?" John whispered, "Didn't you say you didn't like her? It doesn't seem like it.” Joe suppressed his smile and replied, "You don't understand." Then he walked away.

John raised an eyebrow. Who was the one talking? Joe caught a whiff of delicious food as soon as he reached Galaxy Villa. Perhaps it was because he was tired from playing basketball, but his stomach had started growling on the way back. Now, he couldn't wait anymore after smelling the enticing aroma of food.

In the dining area, Joe saw several dishes already laid out on the table. Though Skylar's cooking might not be as fancy as that of a five-star chef, her dishes had a homely charm.

They were simple yet delicious, and each the ate her food, he found himself eating more than he intended. After playing basketball all afternoon and burning a lot of calories, it wouldn't hurt to eat a little extra that night.

Skylar brought out the seared salmon she had just finished cooking and noticed Joe had returned. "You're back!" It seemed like he had returned ten minutes earlier than she expected. She still had two dishes that would be ready in ten minutes.

"The traffic was smooth today," Joe said with a faint smile, his tone relaxed.

He seemed to be in a good mood. Skylar smiled too. "There are two more dishes. Just wait forfor Chapter 1731 another ten minutes." "Sure, take your time." Joe nodded.

Looking around the table, he counted nearly 20 dishes. Though there were various dishes, each had a small portion, they wouldn't be wasting any food.

Ten minutes later, Skylar completed the last two dishes. She peeked out from the kitchen and asked Joe, Mr. Martin, would you like something to drink? We have red wine, and there are sother beverages in the fridge." "Red wine then," Joe replied.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

"Alright." An hour later, Skylar's cheeks were flushed from the effects of the wine. She hadn't expected to get drunk from red wine, but her eyes were misty as she looked at Joe.

Joe was only slightly tipsy as this amount of alcohol meant nothing to him. He had known that Skylar had a el low alcohoPtolerance, but now it seemed she was indeed a lightweight drinker. Even a little alcohol made her intoxicated.

However, in her current state, Skylar appeared defenseless with a hint of coquettishness and cuteness. Her lips were stained with the gloss of red wine, and she bit her lip, an unknowingly playful gesture. "Don't just drink with anyone in the future," Joe said, his voice slightly husky.

Skylar felt rebellious, especially now that she was drunk and her brain was foggy. "No, I can drink with anyone I want. Do you know how much I can drink? It could scare you to death if I told you." "How much can you drink?" Joe's eyes deepened as he wasn't able to suppress his smile. Could she really scare someone to death with this little alcohol tolerance? Skylar extended a hand, her index finger glistening under the light. "Guess what this means?" Joe's gaze fell on her finger. "Oh? What does it mean?" The drunk Skylar was behaving like a lazy kitten. "The answer is so obvious, and you still can't guess?"