Richest Mogul

Chapter 270

The restaurant would be doomed if they failed to handle the matter properly.

The middle–aged man and the three sisters turned pale. They were finished. This was the end of their family, as they were the ones who spiked the food.

The restaurant manager understood what had happened perfectly after witnessing the scene. His career would be affected since such an incident occurred under his management.

Gritting his teeth, he ordered, “Take them to the police station!”

Joe brought Skylar back to the car. Paul, noticing the flush on their faces, quickly understood what had happened.

“Mr. Martin, should we go to the hospital?

Joe unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and replied in a deep voice, “Call Dr. Grey.”

“Yes, sir.”

As the driver called Howard, Skylar was already feeling disoriented.

potent

Joe hadn’t eaten much, but the drug was more toward men, and they would quickly lose control.

Skylar whimpered in his arms, “When will we get home? This sucks.”

“Soon. Just hold on, Skylar,” Joe’s voice was low and restrained.

Skylar’s eyes reddened slightly; the familiar discomfort and memories of how

helpless she felt in the past made her bite her lip and cry silently.

She didn’t want to endure that unspeakable agony again. She was desperate to be free from the suffering.

torn between reason and madness. However, she knew she could trust Joe and

heavily. He was struggling just as much as

the end of his wits, he noticed Skylar was crying–not from physical pain,

hoarse as he urged Paul, “Drive faster.”

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

was very skilled, and the Bugatti

later, they arrived at Galaxy Villa, both barely

wasn’t clear who initiated it, but they started kissing passionately. They might

seeing Joe and Skylar entwined, Howard

Usually, it required a cold shower or an IV, but neither could fully counteract the effects. Enduring

Just go upstairs and do the deed,”

of Joe’s marriage the last time he visited Galaxy Villa. However, he didn’t seem pleased with his new

he’d seen them kissing. Going to bed together would solve all their problems.

were filled with desire. He turned toward Howard.

hurt

do much. You’ll both have to endure

bluntly.

“Get out.”

winced, at a loss for words. He wouldn’t have dared to stay anyway.

again, Joe carried Skylar in

with desire.

want to endure

holding onto a sliver of sanity,

with unshed tears. “No, I don’t,” she said, her voice

persistent.

married. Unless something unforeseen happened, they wouldn’t divorce and might have children. Sleeping with him wasn’t a loss. She had endured the effects

desires.

captured hers again. As they lay on the bed, Skylar fell in a daze.

shirtless, revealed a muscular and well–defined body. His deep eyes focused solely on

frame covered hers, and her clothes were gone