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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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,

“Dead? Says who?”

the agent replied in frustration. “What you need to do now is win over the

Michael

nymore.

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

moment of stunned silence, Michael turned to look at the

be?” the agent replied. “Tracy, the

of that name, Michael seemed to come alive.

artist and stylist. Within an hour, Michael

Just go in,” the agent

agent could explain further, Michael fixed his eyes on the top

before and recognized him as Debra’s assistant, who had frequently appeared at

there further confirmed a speculation in his

at the door to the president’s office, hesitation