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.

reason and madness. However, she knew

body was tense; his eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed heavily. He was struggling just as much as Skylar.

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

hoarse as he urged

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

was very skilled, and the Bugatti sped down

arrived at Galaxy

kissing passionately. They might have made it

and Skylar entwined, Howard

wasn’t Joe’s first time being drugged. Usually, it required a cold shower or an IV, but

Martin, you two are legally married. Just go upstairs and do the

he didn’t seem pleased with his new

been a while since he’d seen them, but just before entering, he’d seen them

with desire. He turned toward Howard.

it hurt her?”

much. You’ll both have to

bluntly.

“Get out.”

for words. He wouldn’t have dared

closed again, Joe carried Skylar in his

with desire.

to endure

holding onto a sliver of sanity, understood what he was

I don’t,” she said, her

persistent.

wasn’t a loss. She had endured the effects of the drug many times before her rebirth, always trying to suppress her

desires.

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

shirtless, revealed a muscular and well–defined body. His deep eyes focused solely on her.

covered hers, and her clothes were gone without realizing it.