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.

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

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

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

was hoarse as he urged Paul, “Drive

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

accelerator. He was very skilled, and

at Galaxy Villa, both

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

entering and seeing Joe and Skylar entwined, Howard paused for a

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 only option. Given the current circumstances,

go

Joe’s marriage the last time he visited Galaxy Villa. However, he

them, but just before entering, he’d seen them kissing. Going to

with desire. He

hurt

much. You’ll both

bluntly.

“Get out.”

at a loss for words. He wouldn’t

the door closed again, Joe carried Skylar in

with desire.

to endure

a sliver of sanity, understood

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

persistent.

a loss. She had endured

desires.

As they lay on the bed, Skylar

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

moment, his tall frame covered hers, and her