My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

“Me?” Debra muttered.

Edgar held no personal grudge against Liza. The only person he hated there was Debra.

She was the only reason for his downfall.

“Yes, you,” Edgar replied. “You’re full of tricks, and I don’t trust you. If you don’t take her place, I won’t let her go.”

Debra laughed, “Then don’t let her go. The Eatons are not after me anyway. And a little heads–up. If I get a scratch, Marion will make you pay a heavy price.”

Before Edgar could respond, she continued, “Well, I can go over and take her place.”

Edgar’s eyes narrowed, and she added, “Relax! I might be able to fend off a couple of amateurs, but against you? I wouldn’t stand a chance.”

Edgar scoffed, “At least you’re self–aware.”

Only then did he cut Liza loose. The marks on her skin were deep. For someone who had lived a life of luxury and privilege, the humiliation was unbearable.

at Edgar, eager to slap him, but the cold steel of his gun

Marion sped down the deserted road, the GPS tracker on his dashboard guiding him closer to

had proven right. The moment he noticed her GPS signal moving toward the outskirts

in the cupholder, and he answered without taking his eyes off

many men should

“None.”

by Edgar. We’ve confirmed he’s here and was seen acting suspiciously near the Legacy Hotel. He’s not just holding Mrs. Houston; he’s

She’s drawing him out.

his head. Debra was too self–dependent. He just hoped she

That’s all,” he

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Mansion, the tension

hold back anymore. “Boss, are we just going

we get involved? Debra didn’t call

something happens to her because we didn’t intervene, people will talk. They’ll say you refused to