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

eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed heavily. He was struggling just as much as Skylar. Her movements in his arms suggested they could succumb to their desires together,

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

as he

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

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

arrived at Galaxy Villa,

who initiated it, but they started kissing passionately. They might have made

Joe and Skylar entwined,

but neither

two are legally married. Just go

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

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

desire. He

it hurt

You’ll both have

bluntly.

“Get out.”

winced, at a loss for words. He wouldn’t have dared to stay anyway.

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

with desire.

want to endure this?”

a sliver of sanity, understood what he was

eyes glistened with unshed tears. “No, I don’t,” she said, her voice weak but

persistent.

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

desires.

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

muscular and well–defined body. His deep eyes focused solely

covered