My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 4

Even catching them deleting the surveillance footage would not matter.

She would find a way to obtain evidence.

Suddenly, Lucille detected a faint scent of medicine and felt her heart calm down. When she turned to look, she saw Joseph staring at her with a shallow but intense gaze. The medicine scent was coming from him.

Lucille furrowed her brows, puzzled by his sudden scrutiny. "Do we know each other?" she asked.

With a barely-there smile, Joseph introduced himself, "Joseph Collins."

Lucille was slightly taken aback.

The introduction was unexpected.

Well, since Joseph had introduced himself, it was only polite to return the gesture.

Hence, Lucille followed suit, "Lucille Jules."

Joseph extended his hand. "Pleasure to meet you," he said, giving Lucille a polite smile, one that didn't quite reach his eyes.

Lucille's focus quickly shifted to his extended hand. It was firm and well-groomed, with fingers that were lean and masculine. She placed her own delicate hand in his, giving it a light squeeze before quickly retracting her hand.

Joseph, momentarily lost in thought, looked down at his palm where her touch still lingered.

Although their interaction was brief, he couldn't shake off the unexpected warmth he felt from her touch.

Her hand was cool to the touch, yet it sent a strange, inexplicable heat through him.

Joseph pulled his hand back and hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering with a complex emotion.

When they arrived at the hotel, Lucille thanked Joseph and got out of the car. It was early evening, and the sun had just set, leaving Lucille struggling to keep her eyes open.

She was about to hurry inside when a shadow suddenly fell over her, bringing her some coolness.

Looking up, she saw Joseph holding a black umbrella behind her.

in." Lucille arched an eyebrow but

a few steps, but Lucille felt

into the air-conditioned lobby, she finally started to

but as Lucille had expected, the guard immediately began to make excuses. "I'm sorry, Miss Lucille, the cameras suddenly

a convenient excuse, and such a

feigned

security guard saw the disappointment on her face and felt a hint of

deceive

room and

security guard immediately nodded. "Of course, feel

been deleted. Even

the security guard led the way, without being concerned

as soon as Lucille sat down at the computer, her fingers

leaving only a blur of movement

[

away

his apology, unaware that Lucille had seen past

a derisive glance, she turned

turned the corner, she ran into a wall of flesh,

covered her nose, furrowing her brows in

her. Somehow, the scent eased

at her. "What are you doing here?" she

head and smiled charmingly, "Do you believe it's just a

rolled her

could he have bumped into her at the corner of the

that he had planned

charisma and appeal. He was not just good-looking, but also had an irresistible charm that could easily capture a woman's heart. Yet, Lucille was no ordinary girl who

had seen too many playboys like him during her time in

was difficult to read his true intentions. He was a mystery deep

in front of her, his eyes never revealed his

see the coldness in his eyes that

was highly dangerous, and she should keep a safe distance