My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul Chapter 922

Skylar said, “I’m fine.” She attempted to move, feeling her strength return, but the IV drip restricted her movement.

Joe glanced at the IV bag. “About twenty minutes more, and it should be done.”

Skylar nodded, then a thought struck her. “Christopher didn’t just randomly kidnap me. Someone must have helped him; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so brazen.”

“The police have taken Christopher into custody. They’re investigating his role in Kenny and Maisy’s abduction, and after today’s events, he’ll spend the rest of his life in prison. I’ve already had Paul investigating potential accomplices,” Joe said softly.

Skylar felt her tension ease. “Thank you.”

“He went after my wife. I wouldn't let him get away with it. No need to thank me.” Joe's brow furrowed.

The word “wife” made Skylar’s heart skip a beat. Perhaps the fear she’d experienced earlier had given her courage. She blurted out, “Do you think there’s even a small chance you have feelings for me?”

Joe’s expression froze.

Seeing his silence, Skylar’s heart sank. She regretted her question.

Just then, Joe’s phone rang. His tone sharpened as he answered. His expression darkened as he listened, then he asked the caller to repeat themselves. After a moment, he ended the call and turned to Skylar.

She sensed something was wrong.

“Christopher… he committed suicide in his cell,” Joe said grimly.

Skylar was stunned. “But there’s no way a jail cell would allow someone to kill themselves. How did he manage it?”

“He suffocated himself with a pillow.” Joe’s voice was flat.

Skylar fell silent, processing the news. She couldn’t believe Christopher had taken his own life. Suffocating himself with a pillow required a terrifying amount of resolve. She wondered if he’d been desperate to avoid prison and judgment.

“The leads Paul was following hit a dead end because of Christopher’s suicide,” Joe said quietly.

Skylar nodded.

“I’ll have someone keep investigating,” Joe added gently, noticing the lingering pallor in her face.

Skylar looked up at him. A trace of exhaustion softened his usually sharp features; his gaze remained steady and thoughtful. Their eyes met, but a vast distance seemed to separate them.

“No need to investigate further. Even if you do, you likely won’t find much. If someone pushed Christopher to this, they won’t stop. Next time, they’ll be more careful… They’ll leave no trace,” Skylar murmured. She had a suspicion, but lacked the evidence to share it with Joe.

Joe acknowledged her with a low hum, then remained silent.

Ten minutes later, he left the ward. He dialed Paul and instructed, “Keep looking into it.”