My Weak Wife Is a Real War Goddess
lver's sentence faded, the
ame silent, so much so that eve
ke and paled in fear. "Mr. Joseph
is limpid eyes were filled
sternly, "Go down and accept y
esponding with a tr
ickly scur
on behind him. The coldness and aloofness around him dissipat
began t
asleep, but Lucille had already start
nd she needed to get stro
ills, this body would only hold
y as she made her way back upstairs. However, she en
sing so early. She smiled and said, "Lucille, y
red with her and walked p
boasting, "Do you know that Samuel only likes gentle girls like me? No matt
ered to hide her contempt for t
her back turned to Zoey as a
her with words, as she clearl
thought that Samuel liked sexy girls, so she
shameless and say that only girls like Zoey, who c
l owner became everyone's laughingsto
et out a
rl, why did she
you, no matter how much you do
came smugger. "This is just a kind reminder from
with a faint smile. "So what? The Gilbe
nough to make Zoey feel
e to be proud of? Even if I'm no good, I'm still better
e both wealth and power – I hold 40% of the Jules Group. I'm sure
was breathle
how Lucille had suddenly
of person who couldn't
find out she could not ba
d to her room, and deliberately h
Samuel was waiting t
amuel immediately came forth to her. "Zoey,
he hugged her
lashes and pouted, "I'm sorry, Samuel, I di
berately looking down
my. "What's going on? Did Luc
head with red
e to me." Samuel was seriou
ed to speak, but gave a gl
's just that Miss Lucille has gone too far. She not only humiliated Miss Zoey and took away her room, but also threw away a
ce turned red with anger. "What?! Th
eplied, "She hasn't
Samuel, don't do anything. I'm just a foster daug
ce will only make her worse. Wait for m
echoed down the staircase, "Oh? Ho
his head, only to see a black figu
idered black gown that made
d as though it could sna
was exposed, revealing
y her jet-black hair, and her features w
nce, she captivat
couldn't believe what he wa
d it be
e, but where did this overbea
anor has compl
one that was detached, al
the same old
warned, "Lucille Jules, I'm w
th a cold curl of her lips, eac
tently and subconscious
to his astonishment, she walked right past hi
lle, haven't you hear
le sn
ime to waste
, her heart racin
unfolding the wa
ow was she going to
voice barely above a whisper. "Can you plea
ry glare and took her hand. "Let's
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