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.

didn’t panic. Instead, a strange, festive atmosphere settled over

told you I’d show you a glimpse of the future. Tonight, consider it a preview

caught a whiff of something sweet

his breath and quickly stepped out of

covered his nose and moved

Debra muttered,

and her head spun faintly from

could react further, crimson lights bathed the hall. Standing on the platform, Drake surveyed the

a group of scantily–dressed women emerged, their

shock, trying to escape from the obscene scene, but Drake’s hand shot out, firmly keeping her in place on the

lied to me so many times. I’ve lost count. I’ve

Chapter 920

you talking

bathing them in a stark white

is all just an act, there’s no way Marion will sit by and let you face the danger

he shouted toward the first floor, “Marion, show yourself. Or Debra

hidden spot,