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.

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

struggling just as much as Skylar. Her

was crying–not from physical pain, but from a deep sense of sadness–something tightened painfully in his chest. His breath

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

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

hit the accelerator. He was very skilled, and the

at Galaxy Villa, both barely aware of

passionately. They might have made it upstairs if

and Skylar entwined,

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

legally married. Just go upstairs and do the deed,” Howard

of Joe’s marriage the last time he visited Galaxy Villa. However, he didn’t seem pleased with

seen them, but just before entering, he’d seen them kissing. Going to bed together would solve

with desire. He

it hurt

do much. You’ll both

bluntly.

“Get out.”

words. He wouldn’t have dared

as the door closed again, Joe carried Skylar in his

with desire.

want to endure

onto a sliver of

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

persistent.

happened, they wouldn’t divorce and might have children. Sleeping with him wasn’t a loss. She had endured the effects

desires.

they lay on

and well–defined body. His deep eyes focused solely

next moment, his tall frame covered hers, and her clothes were gone