Chapter 70

It must have been the tea bag she gave Joe yesterday.

“Mr. Martin,” Skylar greeted him as she was about to go upstairs. Joe glanced at her. When Skylar met his cold eyes, she felt he was slightly off that day. Or maybe not; he was usually this cold and distant.

“Could you do me a favor?” Joe asked.

Skylar was surprised. “What favor?” She hadn’t expected him to seek her help voluntarily. Seeing his frown, she wondered if something was really bothering him. She walked over.

“I have a headache. The massage you gave me at Pearlhall Residence last time was really effective.” Joe’s slender fingers paused at his temple. He rubbed it a few times, but it didn’t seem to alleviate his headache much.

“Is your headache very bad? Where exactly does it hurt?” Skylar asked gently.

Joe was stunned for a moment by her soft voice. He then pointed to the source of the pain.

“Let me try. But massaging the head can only provide some relief. You should consider trying acupuncture if you have time,” Skylar said, walking to the back of the couch and standing behind him.

“Acupuncture?” Joe instinctively resisted the idea of a long needle piercing his head.

“It’s a traditional practice. Sometimes, it’s more effective than modern medicine. Now, relax and close your eyes,” Skylar said, placing her hand on his head. Joe closed his eyes. The acupuncture points Skylar targeted that day were different from the last time; this should effectively alleviate his headache.

Half an hour later, Skylar felt a bit helpless as she looked at Joe, who had fallen asleep. He was six feet two inches tall; she couldn’t possibly carry him. Besides, waking him up seemed a bit cruel, given his poor sleep schedule. Her gaze fell on the neatly folded blanket nearby. She grabbed it and covered Joe with it before quietly going upstairs.

After showering, Skylar lay in bed and checked her phone. Steven had asked her half an hour ago if she had arrived home. Replying to him, she briefly looked through the trending topics on the internet. The Williams family had been quiet for almost a day, but the buzz had indeed died down. In a couple of days, people would forget what had happened. There were comments from Sadie and Samuel on her Instagram, but she hadn’t read any of them.

Skylar opened her chat with Caleb and looked at the job posting he had sent her. Alexander’s team was currently the best in artifact restoration. After careful consideration, she revised her résumé and selected several comparison photos showcasing her successful restoration projects from her album. Then, she emailed them to Alexander’s team.

Following that, she opened her Amazon account. Skylar had recently opened an antique appraisal store on Amazon. Her prices ranged from $20 to $500, depending on the item. She mainly accepted orders at random. While she was on her way back to Galaxy Villa, someone placed an order and sent her several pictures to ask if they were genuine. She asked the customer to take a few more pictures and videos according to her requirements. Although appraising items through photos carried some risks, she found herself more perceptive than before. There were too many fake items on the market, and the counterfeiting methods were endless. However, a fake was still a fake.

After earning $50, she was about to get out of bed to turn off the light when she remembered Joe downstairs. She had forgotten to turn off the lights when she went upstairs. She then went downstairs quietly and found Joe still sleeping on the couch, just as she had left him. However, the blanket had fallen to the floor. He could easily catch a cold sleeping like that. So, she walked over and pulled the blanket, covering him with it again. Just as she straightened up, her arm was caught, and she was pulled onto the couch.