My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

Drake furrowed his brow, touching his flushed face. “Am I blushing?”

Kale nodded.

Drake then touched his forehead, comparing it to Kale’s. He concluded that he didn’t have a fever.

“It’s too hot in here. Have someone turn on the air conditioning.”

“What temperature, boss?”

“65.”

Drake tugged at his collar. It was indeed hot. He hadn’t noticed it earlier in the study.

He paused mid–step. “Did I go overboard by sealing all the windows in her room?”

“No, she betrayed you before,” Kale reassured him.

“You’re right.” Drake nodded and continued walking, but he soon stopped again. “Have someone remove two of the iron plates and make sure the room is ventilated daily.”

“Boss?”

don’t want her to suffocate. That would make all

“Understood.”

guest room, Debra lay on the bed, hiding the pill Drake had given her inside her ring. This pill could be crucial in the

the door, and she

Lara, not

me to watch you until

to watch. It won’t

stiffened and then

Debra. “Ms. Frazier, did you

because you hate Drake and want to take him down. But

is crucial. You’ve always wanted to bring down Drake and the Sharp family, right? Give me the phone, and I promise not only them but also other criminal organizations will be dismantled. No more innocent

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fell silent for a moment. “I can give you the phone, but you

“Why not?” Debra asked.

Liza. He is now Bert Eaton’s son–in–law. They won’t let

that’s

you mean?” Lara