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

eye’s glinting with a

McKinney Group, had been conspicuously absent for some time, appearing only briefly at a masquerade and

see the real force behind the McKinney

grasped the

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

Across the room, Debra swirled her wine glass, watching the spectacle with keen interest. She had tipped

true power behind the McKinney Group, and Tracy would be relegated

Michael

idea that Tracy and Debra were the

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know.”

in charge of the McKinney Group, but

the

in charge of eet you’re an artist with the Wickery Group

then, Debra’s phone

stepped outside to take

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