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

her seat, her

moment, she received two

They were from Benjamin.

Clement has made

security guards to guard

Astor Deeple

"Also, the news that you have accepted this task has spread among the major organizations. There are many factions. trying to find you now. Be careful not to expose yourself." After Lucille finished reading the

it was very likely that Samuel, who was on the same flight as her

an eyebrow and deleted what she

being made. Only then did Samuel, who

The flight would take three hours,

He couldn't help but sigh to himself. He hoped that he would get lucky and successfully find Lone

Three hours later...

the brim of her hat. In order to distance herself from

people busily making

tap her

"Lucille."