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?"

faint smile, she replied, "I thought that what I did earlier was enough of an

she had 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

that, Master Walton was overwhelmed with

"Y-You..."

the legendary

wonder she had been able to cure Mr. Dumb's

time I asked you about it, you refused to admit your identity, but this

was tinged with self-mockery.

belongings were being auctioned off at Mount Ocean House for mind-boggling prices, and she would not allow anyone to take them away.

he needed to cure. If she were to treat people in his name, not only would she not have to expose her identity as Bambo, but she could also make a lot of money, and even help improve Master Walton's

three birds with one

Without beating around the bush, he stated, "In Shein City, there's a female entrepreneur's only daughter who's suffering from an illness that keeps relapsing. Speaking of which, I'm ashamed that even I

afternoon. Since you don't want to expose your identity, then you can come as my student, Miss Bambo. If you can cure her, there will be a huge treatment fee to

"Okay."

agreed immediately. "Thank you, Master

his head before revealing a tinge of anticipation in his eyes. He asked, "Miss Bambo, the next time you treat patients, can

hands

others learn their own unique techniques. After all, that