My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul



Skylar's smile faltered at the corners when she heard Joe's lukewarm response.

His comment "not

bad" implied that the wedding dress wasn't quite up to his expectations, possibly because the bride in the wedding dress wasn't the person he had en

Realizing this, Skylar suddenly snapped back to reality and said, "Edgar, I think the wedding dress

I just tried on was quite nice. Let's go with that one."

She had no interest in trying on the remaining dresses.

Edgar glanced at the few remaining dresses that hadn't been tried yet. He asked, "Shall we skip those?"

"Yes, after looking at them all, the one I tried earlier is definitely the best," Skylar replied with a smile.

"How about letting Mr. Martin see you try on the second dress?" Edgar suggested, recalling

that the second wedding dress had looked quite good. If Joe had seen it, he might have found it even more captivating.

Edgar thought, "Let's see if Mr. Martin's attitude remains firm. What does 'not bad' even mean? It completely dampened Mrs. Martin's interest in tying on more wedding dresses."

Skylar was about to refuse, thinking Joe wouldn't want to see it

and that it would be a waste of time. But before she could speak, Joe nodded and said, "Yes, you should try it."

He then moved to the remaining wedding dresses. He scanned them one by one before settling on one. This one is nice too. You should try it."

Skylar first tried on the second dress, then the one Joe had chosen.

Joe's choice proved to be excellent. The wedding dress showcased her figure beautifully and highlighted her neck.

Skylar was captivated by her reflection in the mirror. She realized

that when a woman found the right wedding dress, she could be so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off herself. Suddenly, she caught Joe's gaze in the mirror.

His eyes held awe and admiration, and there was a hint of affection.

They silently locked eyes through the mirror.

The designer and staff remained silent. They used to witness such tender moments between newlyweds. However, today, the display of affection was particularly striking.

Joe and Skylar looked even more stunning than movie stars. They were a feast for the eyes, resembling the protagonists from a fairy tale. Indeed, there were different flavors of romance.

Watching the scene, Edgar grinned widely. He captured the moment on video to send to Gloria.

"Mrs. Martin Senior, look at this! Mr.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Martin's eyes are glued to Mrs. Martin, and Mrs. Martin's eyes are all about Mr. Martin too. These two young people are head over heels for each other.

"This is how love works-through mutual testing and gradual

progress. Don't worry about them, they're doing fine. I never thought Mr. Martin would be so involved in choosing the wedding dress. He wouldn't have done this before."

Gloria was at a tea house with George and two friends.

Seeing the video and reading the message, she couldn't stop smiling.

George noticed her smile and asked, "What's got you so happy?"

Gloria suppressed her grin. “At my age, what could be so exciting?"

One of her friends commented, "There are plenty of joys, like holding your great-grandchild. I just held mine the other day, and I'm so delighted."

Gloria raised an eyebrow at her friend's show-off. "I should be holding mine soon."

There was nothing to boast about. She could hold her great-grandchild soon.

But she had to say it. She felt that the children Skylar and Joe would have would surpass any great-grandchild among them.

At a bustling airport, Natalie, Austin, and her group had just passed security.

Suddenly, one of the staff gasped quietly, "Is that Helena Hart? Who is that handsome guy next to her?"