My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

Declan and Shelia made a hasty exit from the Nichols residence.

Juan descended from the second floor, his eyes scanning the room.

Joe approached him and reported, “Sir, I didn’t see Mr. Tracy here.”

A flicker of disappointment in Juan’s eyes. He had hoped to finally unmask Tracy, but Tracy didn’t even show up.

“Though Tracy didn’t show,” Joe continued, “Michael did.”

As if on cue, Michael sauntered over.

“Mr. Nichols, a pleasure to meet you.”

“Me too. Why didn’t Mr. McKinney come to the event?”

Michael chuckled, a sound like velvet. “Mr. McKinney couldn’t make it, but I’m here. It’s all the same, really.

Juan raised an eyebrow, catching the undercurrent in Michael’s words.

In the past, Michael had been nothing more than the McKinney Group’s top actor, but not a power player. But now, he was implying something more.

could you enlighten

eye’s glinting with a

been conspicuously absent for some time, appearing only

real force behind the McKinney Group. Well, here I am, not as an

grasped the implication and

Michael was the mastermind behind the McKinney Group, Tracy’s prolonged absence

like a barrage of lightning. Across the room, Debra swirled her wine glass, watching the spectacle with keen interest. She had tipped off the reporters, setting the

believe that Michael was the true power behind the McKinney Group, and Tracy would

Michael really the president

idea that Tracy and Debra were

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know.”

was in charge

the real

about things you can’t control. Whether Michael is in charge of eet you’re an

nodded Just then, Debra’s phone

take the cal.

tinged with annoyance. “Why didn’t you tell me about your