My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 615

Chapter 615 

Kenny’s calls to Maisy went unanswered or were met with busy signals. He felt she was deliberately ignoring him. Like Skylar, Maisy was no better. After all he had done for her, she had betrayed him. She appeared to be living a better life elsewhere. 

Skylar looked coldly at Kenny’s disheveled and furious appearance. Once consumed by hatred for the Williams family, she now felt indifferent. Her heart remained calm. 

“Kenny, you’re pathetic,” Skylar said with a sneer. 

Kenny stiffened when he heard Skylar called him pathetic. 

During this time, those who had grievances against him had cursed him in every way. They said he was deserving of his misfortune and that he was suffering divine retribution, yet no one had called him pathetic before. 

Skylar was the first. The once proud and illustrious Kenny had become a pathetic figure! 

Skylar returned to her car and swiftly put it in reverse. She then drove off, leaving a cloud of dust behind. 

As the dust settled on Kenny, he snapped back to reality. Filled with rage and disbelief, he glared at the departing car. 

“Skylar! You’ll regret this. You’ll definitely regret this. I’ll rise. to the top, and everyone will look up to me again. When that time comes, you’ll be one of them. You and everyone else will come begging. 

“Even if you come groveling to me, I won’t forgive you. You act high and mighty, but you’re just a cheap plaything!” Kenny shouted. 

Just then, his phone rang. 

Kenny stopped his rant and looked at the screen. Seeing Maisy’s 

6 his face brightened. It seemed the 

god hadn’t completely forsaken him after all. Fate was on his side. 

“Maisy, you finally called me. You don’t know how much I’ve missed you. I’m so sorry for everything. I was just too angry back then. How could I ever not want you? 

“I’ve doted on you since we were kids. You’re also my beloved and my sister. Where are you? I’ll come find you right now.” 

Kenny delivered his heartfelt words with all the sincerity he could muster. He felt confident that any woman who had ever been in love would be moved by his sincere affection if she were here, especially someone as close to him as Maisy. 

However, the voice on the other end was not Maisy’s but a man’s. 

“This is Christopher Fowler.” 

“What? Christopher? Is Maisy with you? She actually went to you? Please let me speak to her. 

“Christopher, you’re despicable. Do you have any idea what kind of relationship Maisy and I have? She’s my woman, and you’re with her again!” Kenny’s expression shifted dramatically.