My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
Chapter 82
Such a Huge Loss
Since Lucille had said so, Hilda didn't beat around the bush. Without another word, she transferred 10 million dollars into Lucille's account.
Honestly speaking, 10 million dollars was nothing compared to the proof of title for half a dozen entertainment venues as well as the deeds. After all, the monthly revenue of those businesses was way more than 10 million dollars. Hilda grinned. "It seems like I'm profiting a bit too much from this."
Lucille raised her lips. "I'm rather lazy. I can't manage so many businesses. You can just take it as us making friends with each other. I'll call you Madam Sanders in the future."
Hilda was flattered and agreed. "Of course, of course. That's wonderful. It's my honor!"
After that, she took the initiative to exchange phone numbers with Lucille and offered, "Lucille, if you ever get the chance, you can go to any of my businesses using my name. Remember to call me. I'll personally come and welcome you." "Thank you. In that case, we'll get going first. Goodbye
Lucille smiled and turned to leave.
Master Walton followed closely behind.
On the way back to the Jules Residence, Lucille explained the process of treatment to Master Walton, as well as the method to identify the presence of vermin. Along the
the way, Master Walton couldn't help marveling.
The first thing Lucille did after arriving at the Jules Residence was to call Benjamin.
"Get ready by four o'clock in the morning. We have to take action on time," she ordered.
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Hilda nodded.
In fact, she already had an answer in her heart, but she couldn't be certain.
Lucille stated, "It's simple. Find out who your daughter interacted with and what food she ate in the past two days before she fell ill. Then, you'll know what happened."
changed slightly, and she subconsciously clenched her
words to Hilda, she went to school to pick Evelyn up and then took Evelyn to
said, "Thank you for saving my daughter.
as she had promised, Hilda offered
of title for around half a
worth at
eyes widened. She couldn't believe
fooled by her! How could she be more skilled than my mentor?" she protested.. Master Walton couldn't help rolling his eyes. "You're such an idiot. How can you call him your mentor at such a critical moment? Why don't you take a
from Master Walton, everyone realized that the imposter had sneaked
dare he run
was about to ask her maids outside to catch
look and saw
through the window and
imposter, who had escaped from the gate in a panic, was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw a person blocking his
he feared from the
her face. With a faint smile, she asked, "Where do you
it again in the future. Please have mercy and let me go!" The moment the Imposter was exposed, he immediately put his hands together and begged for
said that as long as anyone can save her daughter, she would give half of her assets away as a reward. I happened to know a little about medicine, so I wanted to give it a try.
Who Sive Interacted With
work out. I didn't
would have thought that things would go wrong
glanced at the imposter. Her grin turned
have pretended to be
he gradually
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not like I had a choice, though. Anyway, Bambo is so mysterious, and they've never made an appearance before. I have to pretend to be Bambo for anyone to even give me the time of day! Just like the adopted daughter of the Jules family, Zoey. Not only did that silly girl immediately acknowledge me as her mentor the moment she heard I was Bambo, but she also spent a lot of money to try and butter
that the "silly girl" he was speaking of was right behind him. Her face changed
About My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess - Chapter 82
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