My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul

“Are there ripe grapes in our orchard? Pick a few bunches and bring them in,” Simona instructed one of the nearby maids.

Skylar followed Simona. She mentally calculated the time, figuring she wouldn’t get home until around eight or nine o’clock in the evening

During the drive, Simona mentioned the sheer volume of items, implying she would need to dedicate time to inspecting everything.

Once inside the mansion, they went upstairs. The third floor wasn’t divided into rooms but filled with antique pieces.

The array of items, big and small, was overwhelming. They ranged from paintings and antique pocket watches to bronze artifacts, emeralds, and emerald charms.

“There are quite a few things,” Skylar remarked, surprised.

Simona felt slightly embarrassed. She explained, “My brother’s birthday was a few days ago, and he received a lot of items. I haven’t been up here for a couple of days and didn’t realize how much had accumulated.”

Skylar began examining the items systematically. With so many to assess, it would be a time– consuming task. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Not wanting to disturb Skylar, Simona quietly observed. It was her first time seeing Skylar at work, and she was captivated by Skylar’s focus and professionalism.

Even as a woman, she found Skylar’s focused demeanor incredibly charming. She thought that the men around Skylar must be even more entranced by her–Caleb being a prime example. He was willing to be Skylar’s assistant now.

Skylar pointed to several items. She instructed, “Take pictures of these first.”

Simona immediately began taking photos.

Half an hour later, a maid brought in washed grapes, other fruits and tea.

“Skylar, would you like to sit down, have some tea, and eat some fruit? I’ve just asked them to prepare dinner,” Simona offered.

She expected Aiken home soon. He had called that morning to say he would join her for dinner. Originally, she hadn’t anticipated Skylar’s visit today, thinking she would come in a couple of days.

“No need, I’m not hungry yet. Let’s finish looking through everything first,” Skylar replied, her eyes

fixed on the paintings she was examining. They were well–preserved and clearly

valuable.

At that moment, a voice interrupted. “The maid mentioned you brought a friend over?”

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Simona spun around at the sound of Aiken’s volce. “Aiken!” she exclaimed.

Aiken looked at Skylar, concerned after hearing Simona had brought someone directly to the third floor. The third floor contained incredibly valuable items, making it a tempting target for greed.

Simona’s kind nature made her easily deceived, and Aiken was

determined to protect her.

As his gaze fell on Skylar’s profile, he paused, recognizing a familiar look.

Upon hearing their conversation, Skylar turned to face him directly. Aiken’s eyes widened in surprise. No wonder she seemed familiar.