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.

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

he breathed heavily. He was struggling just as much as Skylar. Her movements in his arms suggested

wits, he noticed Skylar was crying–not from physical pain, but from a deep sense of

was hoarse as he urged Paul,

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

very skilled, and the Bugatti

they arrived at Galaxy Villa, both barely aware

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

seeing Joe and Skylar entwined,

an IV, but neither could fully counteract the effects. Enduring the drug’s influence was often the only option. Given the current circumstances, why

legally married. Just go

However, he didn’t seem pleased with his

before entering, he’d seen them kissing. Going to

desire. He turned toward Howard.

it hurt

intervention can’t do much. You’ll both have

bluntly.

“Get out.”

at a loss for words. He wouldn’t have

carried Skylar in his arms. His dark eyes

with desire.

want to endure this?”

sliver of sanity, understood what he was

I

persistent.

were 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 of the drug many times before her rebirth,

desires.

they lay on the bed, Skylar fell in

His deep eyes focused solely on her. His

In the next moment, his tall frame covered hers, and her