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.

the cold

tracker

instincts had proven right. The moment he noticed her GPS signal moving toward the outskirts of the city, he dropped

and he answered

many men should we

“None.”

he’s here and was seen acting suspiciously near the Legacy Hotel. He’s not just holding Mrs. Houston; he’s got Miss

drawing him out. Too

helplessly shook his head. Debra was too self–dependent. He just hoped she could learn

all,” he said,

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Lowe Mansion, the tension

hold back anymore. “Boss, are we just

“Why should we get

intervene, people