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.

she knew she could trust Joe and clung to him tightly like

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

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

was hoarse as he urged Paul, “Drive faster.”

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

skilled, and the Bugatti sped

hour later, they arrived at Galaxy Villa, both barely aware of

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

seeing Joe and Skylar entwined, Howard paused

drugged. Usually, it required a cold shower or an IV, but neither could fully counteract the effects. Enduring the drug’s influence was often the

married. Just go upstairs and do the

Galaxy Villa. However, he

he’d seen them, but just before entering, he’d

eyes were filled with desire. He

hurt

intervention can’t do much. You’ll both

bluntly.

“Get out.”

for words. He wouldn’t have dared to stay

Joe carried Skylar in his arms. His dark eyes

with desire.

to endure

a sliver of

with unshed tears. “No, I don’t,” she

persistent.

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, always trying to suppress her

desires.

on the bed, Skylar fell in

and well–defined body. His deep eyes focused solely

tall frame covered hers, and her clothes