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.

reason and madness. However, she knew she could

body was tense; his eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed heavily. He was struggling just as much as Skylar. Her

he 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 breath hitched.

he urged Paul, “Drive faster.”

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

hit the accelerator. He was very skilled, and the

later, they arrived at Galaxy

but they started kissing passionately. They might

and seeing Joe and Skylar

but neither could fully counteract

Martin, you two are legally married. Just go upstairs and do the

Villa. However, he didn’t seem pleased with his new wife, as they slept in separate rooms.

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

eyes were filled with desire.

it hurt

both have to endure it,”

bluntly.

“Get out.”

at a loss for words. He wouldn’t have dared to

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

with desire.

to endure this?”

a sliver of sanity, understood what he was asking.

tears. “No, I

persistent.

children. Sleeping with him wasn’t a loss. She had endured the effects of the drug many times before

desires.

on the bed, Skylar fell in

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

next moment, his tall frame covered hers, and her clothes were gone without realizing