My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 73

Before she could come back to her senses, a tall figure suddenly blocked her view.

With his shadow engulfing her, his face was devilish in the backlight.

*... Bobo?" Joseph let out a low laugh. It was as if he had recited the name many times in his heart. In the end, he said slowly. "What a cute nickname." Lucille restrained herself and decided not to argue with him. She could only say, "You're here to thank me, aren't you? Don't bother. Just give me some money." She had treated him. Although it was not enough to remove all the remaining toxins in his body, at the very least, he no longer had to suffer that much. It was reasonable for him to pay her for the treatment.

"Alright." Joseph raised his brows slightly and agreed. "Coincidentally, I already had something to give you, so I'll just give it to you along with the treatment fees."

After that, he looked back and Culver, who was standing not far away. Culver understood and immediately stepped forward with the items in his hands.

There was a transfer agreement as well as a limited edition black card.

The agreement included more than a dozen companies, all kinds of real estate, and even half of the shares of the Collins family. When combined, they added up to nearly half of the land in Shein City. Right then, her name was written on the agreement.

Not to mention, the black card probably contained an unimaginable amount of money.

him and asked, "What is

was way too much

curled into a smile as he met Lucille's doubtful gaze. His cheeky eyes sparkled

floated into her

stunned for a

A betrothal gift?

betrothal

about to retort, Joseph cut her off. "Our engagement party is this Saturday, and you're my fiancée. Since we're getting married

emphasized the

was simply a

medical knowledge, you should know that I won't be able to live for long. These are betrothal gifts for you as well as the reward you deserve for this deal." The implication was that if he really died one day, her title as Mrs. Collins might become a curse instead

gaze was indifferent. To be honest,

Even so...

"You won't die."

fee, but there's no need for a betrothal gift. Also, here's a card that was sent by Madam Collins. She said it was a gift to commemorate our first meeting. I'll return it to

the card that Madam Collins had given her,