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.

Austin, could

his eye’s glinting with a mysterious

power behind the McKinney Group, had been conspicuously absent for some

the real force behind the McKinney

the implication and

mastermind behind the McKinney Group, Tracy’s prolonged

barrage of lightning. Across the room, Debra swirled her wine glass, watching the spectacle

tomorrow, the world would believe that Michael was the true power behind the McKinney Group, and Tracy would be relegated to the status of a mere

Oscar asked, “Is Michael really the president

idea that Tracy and

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know.”

someone wise was in charge of the

the

Whether Michael is in charge of eet you’re an artist with the Wickery Group now. That’s

Just then,

outside to take the cal. “Erica, what’s

was tinged with annoyance. “Why didn’t you tell me about your reconciliation with Juan?