My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 70

While Madam Dahlia was still in a state of shock, Lucille came downstairs.

Holding the lollipop that Molly gave her, she looked laid back and relaxed. She slowly walked down the stairs and went to the living room.

Madam Dahlia immediately shot her a look and said, "Hurry up and greet our guest, Miss Jules."

Lucille looked at Master Walton and smiled. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"Not at all." Master Walton had already stood up, looking a little nervous and excited at the same time. He opened his mouth several times, seemingly wanting to say something, but never did.

Lucille knew what he wanted to ask, so she told Madam Dahlia, "Go ahead and get back to work, Madam Dahlia, I'll talk to Master Walton alone."

"Okay." Madam Dahlia nodded and then left for the courtyard to take care of the greenery.

"Have a seat, Master Walton."

Lucille gestured for him to sit down.

As soon as Master Walton sat back on the sofa, he blurted, "Are you... Bambo?"

fiddled with the lollipop in her hand. With a faint smile, she replied, "I thought that what I did earlier was enough of

used on Joseph was a long-lost one. First, she had to stabilize the tool when inserting it, then reverse the tool once it was inside, and lastly, she had to accumulate her power as she removed the tool. It sounded easy

Master Walton was overwhelmed with joy

"Y-You..."

have thought that the legendary Bambo was only a 19-year-old

Mr. Dumb's leg just

time I asked you about it, you refused to

bright smile was tinged with self-mockery.

off at Mount Ocean House for mind-boggling prices, and she would not allow anyone to take them away. Therefore, no matter what it took, she had to buy her mother's

treat people in his name, not only would she not have to expose her identity as Bambo,

could kill three birds with one

"In Shein City, there's a female entrepreneur's only daughter who's suffering from an illness that keeps relapsing.

a look this afternoon. Since you don't want to expose your identity, then you can come as my student, Miss Bambo. If you

"Okay."

agreed immediately. "Thank you, Master

but you're the only one I don't dare to show off in front of." Master Walton shook his head before revealing a tinge of anticipation in his eyes. He asked, "Miss Bambo, the next time you treat patients, can I observe from the side and learn some of your

hands together, feeling

was willing to let others learn their own unique techniques. After all, that would only result in the disciple surpassing their