My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

Chapter 570

Marion strode forward, wrapping Debra protectively behind him.

“I told you, don’t mess with Debra,” he said coldly.

The cheerful expression vanished from Caleb’s face. He set down his fork and knife and took off the scarf around his neck.

His voice carried a deep, imposing authority as he said, ‘Is that how you speak to your grandfather?”

Years of privilege had left Caleb slightly stocky. His face, though etched with a few wrinkles, was still mostly smooth. His hair was a sharp contrast of white, perfectly groomed. He might have looked like a distinguished gentleman, but his eyes, like Marion’s, were sharp, wild, and dangerous.

“Marion, Debra chimed in. “Caleb a didn’t give me

a hard time. We were just having a meal together.”

Marion’s gaze fell on the plate of sandwiches. He stepped forward, picked one up, and popped it into his mouth, as if to make sure there was nothing suspicious in it.

little salty,” he

arms,

in an

like his

sandwiches. Now I’m taking her

said, “I went to the trouble of preparing a meal for my granddaughter–in–law, and now you

said softly,

says she’s hungry. Where’s the

before family,” Caleb grumbled, leading

he returned to the grand hall, dressed immaculately, as though

table was rarely shared with outsiders, but Debra chose a seat closest to Caleb, signaling for Marion to sit beside her. He complied, though somewhat

him to.

between them, making it feet distant, unlike a

Dwayne, was still alive, seated just like this beside Itzel. He hadn’t imagined he’d see such a scene

may have gone bankrupt, but we don’t care about such things. I