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.

was the point of paying attention

leaned back in her seat, her eyes closed as she

that moment, she received two text

They were from Benjamin.

have an update, Lucille. Clement has made a public-announcement about

guards to guard the inside and outside of the

Astor Deeple

There are many factions. trying to find you now.

was on the same flight as her to Tamont City,

and deleted what

plane was about to take off. An in-flight announcement was being made. Only

The flight would take three hours, and it would be around eleven at night

that he would

Three hours later...

her hat. In order to distance herself from Samuel,

was full of people busily making

exit when she felt someone tap her soldier before she could even

"Lucille."