My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
Chapter 192

Tumed and Lot

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The woman was less than 40 years old. She had a wonderful

figure, and her every move was elegant and mature. She looked graceful, dignified, and gentle. Howard was stunned and subconsciously handed over the silk scarf in his hand. "Here you are."

"Thank you." The woman smiled at him, took the silk scarf, then

turned and left.

Howard remained frozen in place.

It was not until the woman's figure disappeared completely that Howard came to his senses. He suddenly remembered how Zoey had mentioned that he should be looking for a wife at his age.

He hadn't taken her seriously back then, but at that moment, Howard was tempted.

It would be nice if there was a beautiful lady who could stay by his

side.

Howard smiled. He got in the car and left.

At that moment, the woman toyed with the green scarf in her hand as she emerged from the corner.

She watched Howard's car, which was driving away, and then dialed Zoey's number. With a tinge of flattery in her tone, she reported, "Miss Johnson, our first meeting was a huge success. I'll stage another one in two days. I'll definitely succeed with the task you've given me!"

Zoey was very satisfied to hear that, but she still didn't forget to

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threaten the woman.

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"Victoria, remember that if you listen to what I tell you to do, I'll help you pay off your debt of five million dollars. You'd better not have any other thoughts in mind so that you and your son can have good lives in the future. Otherwise, I can knock you off your high horse and bring you straight down to hell," she warned.

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Victoria cautiously replied, "Don't worry, Miss Johnson. I would never dare to do something like that."

"That's good. I'll wait for good news from you, then."

Zoey hung up the phone.

That night, the wind was blowing.

Meanwhile, in the Jules residence, Lucille was preparing to treat Joseph as usual.

However, when she brought her bag of tools to his room, there was no one inside.

He was just there, though. Had he gone out?

Lucille simply sat on the small couch in Joseph's room and waited.

There were a few books and magazines piled up on the tea table beside her. Lucille picked up one of them and flipped through it.

Just as she was engrossed in reading, there was finally a sound outside the door.

Lucille did not even raise her head. She casually said, "You're here? Take off your clothes, then."

It's getting late. She wanted to get things over with as soon as

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possible.

However, the person standing at the door did not respond for a long time.

Huh?

Lucille frowned. She turned her head and saw that the person who had entered was not Joseph, but Madam Collins!

Lucille was speechless.

She was done for.

What she just said must have been misunderstood.

As expected, Madam Collins was stunned at first. Then she smiled and narrowed her eyes. She also looked at the servant who was pushing her wheelchair, then immediately said, "Let's go. It's getting late. We should go back!" Lucille stood up and chased after them. "Grandma, you-"

"Lucille, you don't have to see me off. I'll come to visit you guys some other day!"

Madam Collins was grinning from ear to ear. Without giving Lucille any chance to explain, the servant pushed her into the elevator. Then, she got into the car as fast as the wind, as if she was afraid of disturbing them. She left quickly Standing at the entrance of the villa, Lucille was extremely dejected.