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Chapter 267 They were only living together. As for feelings, Skylar stopped herself from thinking.

further.

Joe's eyes darkened.

"No press would dare to report on my private life without my permission." It seemed she truly didn't like him.

"You're too domineering," Skylar muttered.

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He was as domineering in real life as he was in his job as a CEO.

The two of them entered the restaurant. The interior was extremely luxurious, like stepping into a medieval castle. Small bridges, flowing water, and rooks created a serene environment.

A pianist played a song, adding to the pleasant and comfortable atmosphere.

Once they were seated, it wasn't long before the dishes were served. Each one was exquisitely prepared, a feast for the senses.

Having spent the afternoon visiting various properties, Skylar was famished.

Halfway through the meal, Skylar felt a bit uncomfortable in her stomach. “I need to go to the restroom," she said.

Joe nodded.

Just as Skylar stood up to leave, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Mr. Martin, as long as you help me, I'll do anything you ask. I have three daughters. You can pick whichever one you like." A middle-aged man approached Joe anxiously, nearly falling to his knees.

Joe's expression turned cold, and he suddenly becsharp and imposing.

The man started sweating profusely under his scrutinizing gaze, realizing how abrupt his actions were. But he was desperate and couldn't care less.

What shocked Skylar even more was that three beautiful women entered the room within seconds of the man's words. Each one was more stunning than the last, with figures to match. Two seemed to be minor celebrities, ones she had seen in TV s.

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She couldn't believe this was happening.

The three women blushed when they saw Joe and sweetly called his name.

Skylar suddenly found the scene a bit absurd. The pleading father didn't seem like a father at all, more like a pimp.

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat and looked at Joe. "Mr. Martin, do you like any of them?"

Skylar watched as Joe remained calm. He wasn't at all surprised. She realized that such occurrences were probably normal for him.

She wondered if Joe had ever given in to such temptations before. The three women were pleasing to the eye; she might have been tempted if she were a man. Joe glanced at Skylar and saw her admiring the women. His brows furrowed even more.

"Who gave you the nerve?" Joe asked coldly.

The middle-aged man froze, sweating profusely, "I.

djust wanted to ask for your help. You wouldn't be helpingfor nothing."

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