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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was a raspy croak, as if he hadn’t drunk any water for days. “Where

hesitated before delivering the harsh truth. “Ms. Frazier is dead, Michael. You need to let go. I know you’re grateful to her, but

“Dead? Says who?”

with no body found. Isn’t that enough to say she’s dead?” the agent replied in frustration. “What you need to do now is win over the new boss. Otherwise,

Debra.” Michael

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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,

Michael turned to look at the agent Who

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

mention of that name, Michael seemed to come alive. The agent was

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

alone. Just go in,” the agent said.

eyes on the top floor of the building.

met him before and recognized him as Debra’s

appearance there further confirmed a speculation in

the door