My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
Chapter 150
Future Mistress
"Hmph. It turns out that you're waiting here so eagerly because you're trying to seduce another man."
Joanne clicked her tongue and mocked in a contemptuous, provocative tone, "Makes sense. Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you've become Mr. Joseph's fiancee. When Fiona returns to the country in two days, Mr. Joseph won't care about you anymore. It's just a change of taste. Fiona is the future mistress of the Collins family!"
"Okay."
Lucille replied in a laid back manner.
Her indifferent expression made Joanne feel powerless as if
her fist had hit cotton.
Joanne fiercely said, "Showing off, huh? One day, you're finally going to cry. When the time comes, I'll throw a party for you, complete with fireworks and all!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the black off-road vehicle stopped in front of Lucille.
The rear window of the car rolled down, revealing Joseph's handsome face.
Why... Why was he here?
Lucille blinked. After a moment of astonishment, she recalled what Joseph had said and finally came to a realization.
It turned out that the owner of the land was actually Joseph.
No wonder.
Lucille looked up at him and stated, "I don't know the price or value of this piece of land. You'll have to name a price."
"Name a price?" he questioned.
Joseph got out of the car and walked up to Lucille step by step. Then, he said unhurriedly, "Why would you have to spend money on something that already belongs to you, Bobo?" Behind her, Culver handed over a thick title deed and
respectfully explained, "Madam, all the title deeds for Talford Village are included here."
Lucille took it and looked through the deeds, then
unceremoniously put them into her pocket.
She would repay Joseph's favor and do her best to cure hist illness.
I'll treat
curled into
was about to agree, he coughed twice. His tall and heavy body
were sharp and she moved quickly. She supported him with one hand and held his wrist with the other hand to feel his pulse. Fortunately, it was nothing severe. It was only because he had
Joseph's hand and put it on her shoulder. She proceeded. to help him all the way to the village. "Let's
glanced
that Lucille wasn't staying there, he
saw how intimate Lucille and Joseph were being.
that the usually aloof and distant Joseph would personally come to this remote and isolated place to
jealousy and unwillingness, but she could only watch as the two close. figures who seemed like a perfect match walked away with
never let
picked up her phone and took a picture of their back figures. Then, she wrote a text message and sent it. It
her phone. She thought
phone rang
she received in reply was six
be back in three
eyes lit up
was about to
Dilated
Joseph
who was following them, looked at the environment inside, and his pupils
Were they going to stay
why don't I go and find some other place? It's too shabby here, and it's so
"Go look
embarrassment, he responded, "There aren't even any small hotels here, Mr. Joseph, let alone a seven-star hotel... Where am I supposed to
him. "If you know, then why are you
Mr. Joseph. I didn't think it through." Culver lowered his head in shame, looking a little
a proper place to stay in the village, Lucille wouldn't
and tidy both on the inside and outside. Most importantly, it was
guys staying in
it seemed
was going
entire body against Lucille's shoulder. His voice sounded even weaker than before. "Cough, cough, cough... I've come all the
"I'm just asking."
blinked, looking a little innocent. "If you're staying, I'll get Madam Grant to
"Okay," he responded.
tell her. Come
helped Joseph up the
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