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.

between reason and madness. However, she knew she could trust Joe

just as

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 urged

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

accelerator. He was very skilled,

at Galaxy Villa, both barely

initiated it, but they started kissing passionately. They might

Skylar entwined, Howard paused for a

such situations before; this wasn’t Joe’s first time being drugged. Usually, it required a cold shower or an IV, but neither

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

of Joe’s 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

filled with desire. He turned toward

it hurt

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

bluntly.

“Get out.”

He wouldn’t have dared to stay anyway.

the door closed again, Joe carried Skylar in his

with desire.

to endure

barely holding onto a sliver of sanity, understood what he was asking.

I don’t,”

persistent.

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

desires.

they lay on

body. His deep eyes focused solely on her. His throat felt dry.

frame covered hers,