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.

she was torn between reason and madness. However, she knew she could

eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed heavily. He was struggling just as much

at the end of his wits, he noticed Skylar was crying–not from physical pain, but from a deep sense of sadness–something tightened painfully in his chest. His breath

as he urged Paul, “Drive

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

the accelerator. He was very skilled,

hour later, they arrived at Galaxy Villa,

passionately. They might have

and seeing Joe and Skylar entwined, Howard paused for

IV, but neither could fully counteract

you two are legally married. Just go upstairs and do the deed,” Howard advised

marriage the last time he visited Galaxy Villa. However, he didn’t seem pleased with his new wife, as they slept in separate

had been a while since he’d seen them, but just before entering, he’d seen them kissing. Going to bed together would solve all

filled with desire.

it hurt

do much. You’ll both have to endure it,”

bluntly.

“Get out.”

winced, at a loss for words. He wouldn’t have

closed again, Joe carried Skylar in his arms.

with desire.

want to endure

sliver of sanity, understood what he

“No, I don’t,” she said, her voice weak

persistent.

wasn’t a loss. She had endured the effects of the

desires.

hers again. As they lay on the bed, Skylar

well–defined body. His deep eyes focused solely on her. His throat felt

tall frame covered hers,