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.

and madness. However, she knew she could trust Joe

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

he noticed Skylar was crying–not from physical pain,

he urged Paul,

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

hit the accelerator. He was very skilled, and the Bugatti sped down the

Galaxy Villa, both barely

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

seeing Joe and Skylar entwined, Howard paused for a

first time being drugged. Usually, it required a cold shower or an IV, but neither could fully

are legally married. Just go

Villa. However, he didn’t seem pleased with his new

before entering, he’d seen them

were filled with desire. He turned toward Howard.

it hurt her?”

You’ll both have to endure it,”

bluntly.

“Get out.”

winced, at a loss for words. He

again, Joe carried Skylar in his

with desire.

to endure

onto a sliver of sanity, understood what he

glistened with unshed tears. “No, I

persistent.

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

desires.

captured hers again. As they lay on the bed, Skylar fell in a

deep eyes focused solely on her. His

frame covered hers, and her clothes were gone