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

as much as Skylar. Her movements in his arms suggested they could succumb

crying–not from physical pain, but from a deep

as he urged

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

accelerator. He was very skilled, and the

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

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

seeing Joe and Skylar entwined, Howard paused for

had dealt with such situations before; this wasn’t Joe’s first time being 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

Just go upstairs and do the

of Joe’s marriage the last time he visited Galaxy Villa. However, he didn’t seem pleased with his new wife, as they slept in separate

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

desire. He turned toward

it hurt her?”

do much. You’ll both have

bluntly.

“Get out.”

words. He wouldn’t have

the door closed again, Joe carried Skylar in his

with desire.

want to endure this?”

barely holding onto a sliver of sanity, understood

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

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

desires.

they lay on the bed, Skylar fell in

muscular and well–defined body. His deep

heart raced. In the next moment, his tall frame covered hers, and