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.

the point of paying attention

leaned back in her seat, her eyes closed as she

that moment, she received

They were from Benjamin.

made a public-announcement

of security guards to guard the inside and

Astor Deeple

has spread among the major organizations. There are many factions.

Samuel, who was on the same flight as her to

eyebrow and deleted

off. An in-flight announcement was being made. Only then did Samuel,

7:55 p.m. The flight would take three hours, and

sat upright and looked around. He couldn't help but sigh to himself. He hoped that he would get

Three hours later...

to distance herself from Samuel, she carried

of people busily

had barely reached the exit when she felt someone tap

"Lucille."