Chapter 867

It was quite scandalous, but there was no need to burden Joe with such details. "About seventy years old? Have you found him yet?" Joe asked coldly. Recent incidents indicated the culprits were nearly always men around seventy.

Paul shook his head. "We're still investigating. We should have results soon. Regarding the evidence and photos of Molly with others at the hotel, we have new information. Should I show it to your family, Mr. Martin?"

If those photos were leaked, it would shatter Edwin and Molly's image of marital bliss. Joe narrowed his eyes. After a brief silence, he said, "Not for now. Keep it under close observation."

"Understood."

Paul had discovered Rowan's whereabouts through Jenny's Instagram. A photo showed a man and woman holding hands; there was no caption, but their relationship was evident. No one holds hands that tightly with a mere friend. Paul recognized Rowan's hand from a dinner where he'd seen her ring. He wondered about Jenny's intentions.

He was conflicted about informing Rowan. Even though Rowan was engaged, she seemed fixated on Jenny. He pondered whether Jenny's Instagram post was an attempt to attract Joe's attention or had other motives. Despite everything, Jenny hadn't learned her lesson.

"Mr. Martin," Paul said, handing over some documents, "Jenny and Rowan are together."

Joe listened quietly for a few seconds before replying, "Rowan has liked Jenny for years. This is an opportunity for him to see Jenny for who she truly is."

"So, I shouldn't inform Rowan?"

"Correct."

As Paul turned to leave, Joe called him back. "Contact a wedding planning company and have them prepare some plans for me."

"Are you and Mrs. Martin planning a wedding, Mr. Martin?" Paul asked, shocked. Their recent tumultuous relationship had seemed headed for divorce.

Joe's gaze turned cold. Paul quickly fell silent, realizing he'd asked too many questions. He should simply follow instructions.

That evening, after showering, Skylar turned on the television and relaxed while her hair dried. Joe had a social engagement and returned late. Seeing Skylar in comfortable loungewear, engrossed in a show, he approached and handed her something.

"Is this for me?" Skylar asked.

"I bought this on the way back. Eat it," Joe replied, his tone stiff. Paul had mentioned young women enjoyed beef jerky from a particular chain.

Skylar was surprised by the thoughtful gesture. She opened the bag to reveal peppered beef jerky from a popular brand—perfect for beer and television. Swallowing, she looked up with bright eyes. "Do you want to join me?"

Joe seemed momentarily captivated by the light in her eyes. He lowered his gaze. "I'll shower first."