My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

Chapter 920

“Drake, slow down.

Drake didn’t respond but slowed his steps slightly.

In the center of the second floor was a large platform, usually reserved for performances. Today, however, Drake had a three–seater sofa placed there.

“Sit,” he said.

Suspicion clouded Debra’s expression. “You’re not planning to pull some kind of prank on me, are you?”

Drake smirked, “Your life’s already in my hands. Why would I bother?”

Debra took her seat, while Drake snapped his fingers, the sharp sound echoing in the room.

She cocked her head, eyeing him warily. “What’s this? A magic show?”

Suddenly, all the lights went out. Marion slipped into the venue unnoticed, his presence as silent as a shadow.

strange, festive atmosphere settled over

show you a glimpse of the future. Tonight, consider it a preview of the Lowe Playground. Since we’re partners. now,

sudden chill and caught a whiff

held his breath and quickly

the room, Marion covered his nose

Debra

sickening, and her

on the platform, Drake surveyed the

of scantily–dressed women emerged,

scene, but Drake’s hand shot out, firmly keeping her in place on

me so many times. I’ve lost count. I’ve got no choice but to use you as bait

Chapter 920

are you

bathing them in a stark

jammed. If this is all just an act, there’s no way Marion will sit

toward the first floor, “Marion, show yourself. Or Debra might not survive

his hidden spot, Marion clenched