My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

hapter 269

The room was shrouded in darkness, with not a single shard of light piercing the gloom. As the agent swung open the door, a foul stench assaulted his senses, making him recoil. The space was a mess, littered with trash and clutter, barely fit for human habitation.

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It was hard to believe anyone could endure such conditions fr than a minute, yet Michael had been holed up here for four interminable days.

*Michael. Pull yourself together,” the agent commanded, stepping into the room and hauling Michael up from the floor.

Michael’s eyes were vacant, devoid of their usual spark.

“Michael, listen to me,” the agent urged. “The Frazier Group has changed hands. Do you understand? You need to clean up and head to

the company right now. The big boss wants to see you. Do you hear me?

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hadn’t drunk

Michael. You need to

“Dead? Says who?”

frustration. “What

Debra.” Michael turned his head away, unwilling

nymore.

wore thin, and his voice rose in anger Why are you so xhubbai? You know, M. Fraser has sold the company to the Meaney droup it’s been acquired, Sichael. The president of the Mckenney Group is interested in you and wants to make you a

moment of stunned silence, Michael turned to look at the

else could it be?” the agent replied. “Tracy, the president

name, Michael seemed to come alive. The agent was surprised,

time in arranging for a makeup artist and stylist. Within an hour, Michael was standing

wants to see you alone. Just go in,” the

Michael fixed his eyes on the top floor of the building. “T’ll

had met him before and recognized him as Debra’s assistant,

confirmed a speculation in his

the door to the president’s