My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

You Sc*mbags

Benjamin was already waiting nearby with a car.

Lucille rushed over and got into the passenger seat.

Benjamin immediately turned the car around and sped away.

Right then, Clement rushed out with his men after realizing what happened, but all that was left were tire marks on the road...

"Scumbags! You scumbags!"

The fact that someone had stolen the bone whistle right under his nose left him furious.

After driving all the way back to the hotel, Benjamin finally let out a sigh..

"Not bad. It went much smoother than I thought," he remarked.

The most important thing in this mission was the tacit understanding between the two of them. Lucille, who was doing the work, was decisive enough, while Benjamin, who was supporting her from the back, had acted quickly enough.

On top of that, the warning that Lucille had given to Clement had left him on edge, and she was able to take advantage of the opportunity and caught him off guard. Even though she had to consider all kinds of factors, she successfully obtained the bone whistle. Lucille took it out of her pocket. She glanced at it and tossed it to Benjamin. In a lazy voice, she said, Take this and go hand it in. Remember to transfer the commission to my account."

"It sure is a treasure. Just by looking at it, I can feel its murderous aura," Benjamin marveled.

He grabbed the bone whistle and observed it. He clicked his tongue a few times and exclaimed, "It's not like Clement is innocent, though. This bone whistle belonged to our country in the first place, He only. managed to get his hands on it because he snatched it away. We're just giving him a taste of his own medicine!"

"Remember to transfer the money. Thank you." Lucille unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car, heading straight for the hotel.

There were still a few hours before dawn, and she could still take a nap.

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Samuel, who was waiting in the hotel for news to come, finally heard his subordinate report back. "We've found Lone Shadow, Mr. Gilbert! He's staying in this hotel as well, but we haven't found his whereabouts

yet."

"Really?"

That was good news!

Samuel was a little excited. He did not expect that the person he was looking for was so close to him Since he wanted to be a proper host, he made a prompt decision and ordered, "Go, book the presidential suite next door and prepare it for Lonely Shadow immediately." "But Mr. Gilbert, someone is already next door..." the subordinate protested.

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them out, then!" Samuel thundered icily. "Find out Lone Shadow's room number immediately. If you

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find it, tell me right away. I'll personally tell him to switch to the presidential suite."

That would be his first step in getting closer to Lone Shadow.

The subordinate nodded. "Yes."

Meanwhile, in the presidential sulte next door...

As soon as Lucille stepped in, she heard the doorbell ringing urgently before she could even take off the disguise on her face.

Could it be Benjamin?

Lucille walked over and opened the door.

To her surprise, the man standing in front of her was one of Samuel's trusted subordinates.

Lucille had seen him before. He had always been arrogant and conceited, much like Samuel.

""What is it?"

"Mr. Jules, right? My boss wants this room of yours. We'll give you ten times the money in compensation, so please move out immediately. A very important, distinguished guest will soon be staying here," the man explained.

As Samuel's subordinate spoke, he immediately handed a check to Lucille. It was indeed worth ten times the price, and it was incredibly generous.

He added, "My boss said that if you think this is not enough compensation, you can ask for more."

The man raised his chin arrogantly, looking Lucille up and down with undisguised disdain in his eyes. Tsk. Someone like you, who's covered in cheap stuff from head to toe, wouldn't be able to live in such an expensive room if it weren't for that pretty face of yours, right? Take the money and get out of here."

Lucille was speechless.

She was so angry that she laughed.

The clothes she was wearing were indeed cheap. She looked a little dirty after rolling in the mud during her mission, which made her look rather disheveled.

That wasn't a good reason to make fun of her, though.

Lucille crossed her arms in front of her chest and said with a faint smile, "What if I don't move?"

"That's not up to you. Do you know who my boss' guest is? If I tell you, you might just die of shock. It's Lone Shadow, the king of mercenaries!"

The subordinate continued to proudly boast, "I bet a lower class like you has never seen such a distinguished guest in your whole life!" Sensible

Lucille was stunned.

Could it be that Samuel had found her whereabouts?

That wouldn't do,

She took the check and readily stated, "Thank you. I'll move out now."

The subordinate looked at Lucille with contempt, thinking that she was scared. He immediately sneered, Looks like you're sensible after all."

Lucille returned to her room, picked up her backpack, and walked out.

As expected, it was better for her to go to another hotel.

Meanwhile, in the suite next door...

His trusted subordinate, who had completed the task, bowed to Samuel and said, "I'm done, Mr. Gilbert. Now, we just have to wait until we find Lone Shadow's room number and invite him over." "Hm."

Samuel gave a satisfied reply.

However, at that moment, another subordinate who had gone investigating rushed in and reported, 'Bad news, Mr. Gilbert! Just two minutes ago, we lost track of Lone Shadow again!"

"How did you lose track of him? Didn't you just find out that Lone Shadow was staying in this hotel?" Samuel yelled.

His expression was livid. It was already the second time. This time around, Lone Shadow was barely within his grasp. Who would have thought that they would suddenly lose track of him?

With a sad face, the man replied, "We don't know either. The only possibility is that Lonely Shadow knew we were looking for him, so he immediately moved out of this hotel..."

Hearing his subordinate's speculation, Samuel's face suddenly changed.

Could it be possible that the person next door who they had just driven out was the unpredictable Lone Shadow?

Samuel shouted, "Hurry up and find out!"

On the other hand...

Lucille was moving into a new hotel.

While the receptionists were handling the check-in procedures, Lucille's sharp ears overheard the two female attendants sneaking glances at her from behind. They even lowered their voices and excitedly whispered, "Wow! That man is so handsome!" "Oh my god! He's so eye-catching!"

Hearing that, Lucille signed her name, and said, "Please give me my room card. Thank you."

"Oh, of course. Enjoy your stay, sir."

"Thank you."

Taking the room card, Lucille was about to get into the elevator. However, the moment she turned around

with her backpack on her back, she unexpectedly bumped into something.

To be exact, it was a person.

Lucille massaged her nose as she raised her head, and her pupils dilated rapidly.

Holy shit!

It turned out to be Joseph.

Why was he there?

Lucille's heart skipped a beat, but she realized that she was dressed like a man right then. She had a wig

on her head, makeup on her face, and was wearing a man's suit.

No matter how sharp Joseph's eyes were, he wouldn't be able to recognize her.

At the thought of that, Lucille felt a little relieved. In a gravelly voice, she muttered, "Excuse me."

Then, she brushed past Joseph and strode toward the elevator.

Lucille walked away gracefully, but she did not notice that Joseph, who was standing in the same place, raised his eyebrows. The smile on his lips seemed to have a double meaning to it.

Their collision earlier was rather soft.

Culver, who was standing to the side, asked suspiciously, "Mr. Joseph, was something wrong with that person earlier? Do you want me to check it out?*

"No need." Joseph was laid-back and casual. "It's late. Let's stay here for the night."

"Okay." Culver nodded and immediately went into nagging mode. "I already told you that your body won't be able to handle staying up late. You should have taken a rest a long time ago. Even if you want to find Lone Shadow, we can do it for you. You don't need to come here in person."

Joseph looked at the numbers flashing above the elevator from afar and turned a deaf ear to Culver's

ears.

It went to the 14th floor.