Richest Mogul

Skylar observed Ursula’s subtle expressions, noting every change in her demeanor.

Vera couldn’t hold back her confusion as they stepped out of the villa. She asked, “Is there something wrong with that necklace?”

Skylar’s response was direct. “What’s the relationship between that maid and the one who fell down the stairs and died?”

Vera was caught off guard by the question. “They’re mother and daughter.”

Hearing this, Skylar’s expression became more serious. She nodded slowly. “Then that makes

sense.”

But Vera was even more confused and wondered what Skylar meant. What did her family’s situation have to do with the maid?

Seeing the look of puzzlement on Vera’s face, Skylar didn’t explain further. “We don’t need to go to your uncle’s house just yet. Let’s find somewhere we can talk.”

Vera had a nagging feeling that things were far more complicated than they seemed. Doubts filled her mind as she pointed to a path nearby. “If we head down this way, there’s an artificial lake. It’s usually deserted and very quiet.”

“That’ll do.” Skylar agreed.

They walked for about ten minutes before arriving at the lake. Though it was man–made, it was large. Indeed, just as Vera had mentioned, the area was deserted. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

It was the perfect spot for camping or having a quiet barbecue, a place where one could unwind. However, the serenity of the place didn’t ease Vera’s growing sense of dread.

The Ruell family had been going through a lot lately. Their position in Jipsburg had been declining over the past two years. Vera was fully aware that things weren’t looking good for them. She couldn’t bear the thought of any more blows coming their way.

“Can you tell me now?” she asked, her voice tentative, laced with worry.

Skylar stared at the clear water, her tone calm yet heavy. “What’s happening with your family is beyond my control.”

“What?” Vera was shocked. She was baffled, wondering how it could possibly be beyond her control. What had caused this sudden change?

Skylar nodded slowly. “You should go back and ask your grandfather and uncle if they’ve done anything that weighs on their conscience. They might know the exact reason behind the maid’s death in that unfortunate accident on the stairs.”

Vera was still struggling to understand everything, but some thoughts began to take shape in

her mind.

“Does that mean the maid we just saw had some sort of issue? Is the problem related to her?”

she inquired.

Skylar’s expression remained neutral as she replied, “The real issue doesn’t lie with her. It’s with your grandfather and your uncle.”

The saying went, “If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear.”

This was certainly true for Denton and Marlon. They both experienced sleepless nights filled with nightmares because of the guilty deeds they had committed.

While there might be some influences from negative items, the root cause of their troubles stemmed from their malicious thoughts.

Vera paused, then suddenly remembered something.

Every family hid some dirty secrets beneath their polished

. Howerror beneath that façade, century–long history, appeared glamorous on the acade. The Ruell family, with its

there were things that remained concealed from the public eye.

In the past, Vera had witnessed certain scenes that made her uneasy. Being young and influenced by those around her, she used to think that the maids, yearning for wealth, sold themselves out of greed.

People like that were ordinary yet greedy, and she looked down on those maids for their avarice. Eventually, everyone tacitly understood the hidden truths.

“Okay, I understand. Thank you for coming here.

Skylar glanced at the time, recalling how frightened Ursula had looked earlier. “If your grandfather and uncle realize they’ve done something wrong, they should seek forgiveness from that maid. If they can’t resolve this perfectly, their time will soon run out.”

It seemed that Denton and Marlon believed the lives of ordinary people were expendable, using them to satisfy their dirty desires.

“Alright, I understand,” Vera said, her expression turning serious.

At that moment, she grasped that Skylar had already deduced the true cause of Moira’s death. She hadn’t thought much of it before, but now the pieces were falling into place.

Skylar’s mind raced with images, leading her to a deeper understanding of the family’s hidden sins.