My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 754

Chapter 754 

Sadie’s death at Peter’s hands quickly made headlines, and the news of the matricide spread like wildfire. 

Samuel fled Jipsburg in disgrace, quickly selling Elden Residence at a significant discount. He was desperate to escape the city before being hounded by reporters seeking for a scoop. 

His whereabouts remained a mystery. 

Skylar learned about these developments from the news. The Williams family’s downfall left her with a sense of melancholy. 

One evening after work, Skylar received a call from a prison guard. Peter wanted to see her. The guard urged her to comply with Peter’s request. 

At the prison, Skylar found Peter with a shaved head, his stubble now streaked with gray. His once sharp gaze was now hollow and vacant. Gone was the calculating look he used to have when he saw her. 

Skylar picked up the phone, fully aware that her ties to the Williams family were severed. 

Peter also took the phone, his eyes locked on Skylar. 

“I’ve thought a lot these past few days,” Peter began. “It’s clear to me now that I was living recklessly, oblivious to the consequences of my choices. I even killed my mother with my own hands. You must be happy to see me behind bars for the rest of my life, huh?” 

“I don’t harbor any personal feelings about your situation. As a law–abiding citizen, I believe that those who commit crimes should face the appropriate legal consequences,” Skylar responded with calm detachment. 

The fate of the Williams family left her indifferent. Had this occurred before her rebirth, she might have felt satisfaction. 

Peter’s face contorted in shock, followed by a sudden outburst of laughter. “Let 

me grant you one final wish,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. 

Tregret everything. If only you had returned home and I had treated you with respect, our family wouldn’t have fallen apart. I could have achieved even greater prominence in Jipsburg.” 

Skylar raised an eyebrow and then put down the phone. She stood up and left. 

Peter watched her blankly as she walked away, still holding the phone. 

As the prison guard led him away, Peter laughed bitterly, muttering to himself, “I wish this were just a dream. If only this were all just a nightmare, How could I have been so foolish? I’m so stupid.” 

The guard was unperturbed; it was common for newly imprisoned individuals to struggle with acceptance. If someone could kill their own mother and feel no remorse, they would truly be beyond redemption. 

Later that evening, in the hushed darkness of their bedroom, Skylar’s body still trembled slightly as her mind slowly returned to her. 

In her peripheral vision, she caught sight of Joe replacing the used condom with a new one. It seemed that the intense session earlier had 

only whetted his appetite. 

Skylar’s face was flushed from the physical exertion. Sensing Joe’s renewed interest, she tried to extricate herself from the situation. “I’m going to take a shower.” 

She was startled by the hoarseness in her voice, her throat sore from 

earlier screams. 

Joe’s eyes, dark and intense, lingered on Skylar, his desire reignited by her voice. “Shower later.” 

Then, he pressed his entire body down onto Skylar. 

Skylar couldn’t escape. Joe’s energy seemed inexhaustible that night as they repeated their intimate encounters. 

By the time Joe finished, Skylar felt physically exhausted, as if her body were on the verge of collapse. Even after a refreshing shower, she felt