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.

Instead, a strange, festive atmosphere settled

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

a sudden chill and caught a whiff of

his breath and quickly stepped out of the

a corner of the room, Marion covered his nose and

smell?” Debra muttered, wrinkling

was sickening, and her head spun faintly

further, crimson lights bathed the hall. Standing on the platform, Drake surveyed the room like a king

a group of scantily–dressed women emerged, their movements

but Drake’s hand shot out, firmly keeping

lost count. I’ve got no choice but to use you as bait

Chapter 920

you talking

snapped on, bathing them in a

signal in the Legacy Hotel is being jammed. If this is all just an act, there’s no way Marion will sit by and

show yourself. Or Debra might not

hidden spot, Marion clenched