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,

somewhere behind Debra. “I once told you I’d show you a glimpse of the future. Tonight, consider it a preview of

caught a whiff of something sweet and

breath and quickly stepped

of the room, Marion covered his nose and moved further into

that smell?” Debra muttered,

sweetness was sickening, and her head spun faintly

bathed the hall. Standing on the platform, Drake surveyed

of scantily–dressed women emerged, their movements

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

I’ve lost count. I’ve got

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you

bathing them in a

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

“Marion, show yourself.

hidden spot, Marion