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

consider it a preview of the Lowe Playground. Since we’re partners. now, I

chill and caught a whiff of something sweet

his breath and quickly

covered his nose and moved further into

smell?” Debra muttered, wrinkling

was sickening, and her head spun faintly from

the hall. Standing on the platform, Drake surveyed the room like a king overseeing his

scantily–dressed women emerged, their movements languid and

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

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

Chapter 920

you talking

snapped on, bathing them in a stark white

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

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

his hidden spot, Marion