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.

mind was a mess as she was torn between reason and madness. However, she knew she could trust Joe and clung to him tightly like

He was struggling just as much as Skylar. Her movements in

physical

he urged Paul, “Drive

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

very skilled, and the

at Galaxy Villa, both barely

kissing passionately. They might have made it upstairs if the doorbell hadn’t suddenly

Joe and Skylar entwined, Howard paused for a

an IV, but neither could

two are legally married. Just go

he didn’t seem pleased with

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

with desire. He turned toward

it hurt

You’ll both have to endure

bluntly.

“Get out.”

for words. He wouldn’t have dared

soon as the door closed again, Joe carried Skylar in his arms. His dark

with desire.

you want to endure

a sliver of sanity,

unshed tears. “No, I don’t,” she

persistent.

and might have children. Sleeping with him wasn’t a loss. She had endured the effects of the drug many times before her rebirth, always trying to suppress her

desires.

they lay on the bed, Skylar fell in

His deep eyes focused solely

raced. In the next moment, his tall frame covered hers,