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.

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

just as much as Skylar. Her movements in his arms suggested they

was 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

was hoarse as he

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

He was very skilled, and the Bugatti

hour later, they arrived at Galaxy

initiated it, but they started kissing passionately. They might have

Joe and Skylar entwined, Howard paused

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

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

of Joe’s marriage the last time he visited Galaxy Villa. However, he didn’t

while since he’d seen them, but just before entering, he’d seen them kissing. Going to bed together would

desire. He turned toward

hurt

can’t do much. You’ll both have to endure it,”

bluntly.

“Get out.”

a loss for words. He wouldn’t have dared

door closed again, Joe carried Skylar in his arms. His dark eyes filled

with desire.

you want to endure

sliver of sanity,

I

persistent.

wouldn’t divorce and might have children. Sleeping with him wasn’t a loss.

desires.

on the

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

tall frame covered