My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

As Her Disciple

Lucille silently pulled her hat down and closed the divider between the two

seats.

The first-class cabin was spacious and it was totally private. With that divider, neither of them could see each other.

Samuel, who was sitting next to her, was still on the phone. He coaxed Zoey gently and patiently. "Yes, Zoey. I know you've been wronged. When I come back from Tamont City, I'll find a way to help you find the real Bambo and let her take you in as her disciple. Don't worry. Lucille will never be able to catch up with you!"

Zoey said something that caused Samuel to chuckle. "In my heart, you're the nicest girl ever. Compared with you, Lucille's a total embarrassment !"

Lucille, who had been called an embarrassment, was speechless.

What was wrong with them? Why were they insulting her for no reason?

The corner of her mouth twitched. She had a cheeky urge to remove the divider so that b*stard Samuel could see that the person he was insulting was right in front of him. She wondered how funny his reaction would be.

Of course, it was just a thought.

She didn't even want to spare him a glance.

paying attention to a

leaned back in her seat, her eyes closed

she received two

They were from Benjamin.

made a public-announcement

guards to guard the inside and

Astor Deeple

read: "Also, the news that you have accepted this task has spread among the major organizations. There are many

was very likely that Samuel, who was on the same flight

eyebrow and deleted

An in-flight announcement was being made. Only then did Samuel, who was sitting next

7:55 p.m. The flight would take three hours, and it would be around eleven at night

himself. He hoped that he would get lucky and successfully find Lone

Three hours later...

to distance herself from Samuel, she carried her backpack and

was full of people busily making their way in and

when she felt someone tap her soldier before she could even make a call to

"Lucille."