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.

mind was a mess as she was torn between reason and madness. However, she knew she could trust Joe and clung to him tightly like a

was tense; his 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

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

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

“Yes, Mr. Martin.”

skilled,

they arrived at Galaxy Villa, both barely aware of their

passionately. They might have made it upstairs if the doorbell

and Skylar entwined,

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, why bother with that?

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

However, he didn’t seem pleased

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

filled with desire. He turned

it hurt

intervention can’t do much. You’ll both have to endure it,” Howard stated

bluntly.

“Get out.”

loss for words. He wouldn’t have dared

door closed again, Joe carried Skylar in his arms. His

with desire.

to endure

holding onto a sliver of sanity, understood what he was asking.

glistened with unshed tears. “No, I don’t,”

persistent.

with him wasn’t a loss. She had endured the effects of the drug many times before her rebirth,

desires.

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

and well–defined body. His deep eyes focused solely on her. His throat

In the next moment, his tall frame covered hers, and her clothes