Disappointment
He had been like that since he left the Jules family’s villa 20 minutes ago.
Lucille knew that his disappointment toward his family had reached its breaking point.
“Madam Dahlia, go get a glass of water and prepare something for us to eat,” she instructed.
“Yes, Miss Jules.”
After sending Madam Dahlia away, Lucille sat down on the sofa and said with a faint smile, “I bought this villa myself, Yoshua. I sold all my shares. Even without being a part of that family, I can stand on my own two feet. This is enough for me to live a good life.”
After that, she looked at Yoshua and stopped smiling. In a serious tone, she continued, “So you don’t have to worry about me at all, Yoshua. Just do what you have to do.”
Yoshua went abroad on his own many years ago, so he must have
achieved many things. He was probably at the peak of his career right then, so he couldn’t stop for her.
Initially, he was conflicted, but when he raised his head and saw her clear and gentle eyes, that feeling disappeared in an instant.
His sister was all grown up.
Yoshua took out a card from his wallet and handed it to Lucille. He stated, ” This is the money I earned myself. You can spend as much as you want. Lucille, I was going to take you with me, but now that you’ve said that, know you aren’t the same child who used to cry while hiding behind me.”
“I’m just a little regretful that I haven’t been able to watch you grow up over the years,” he added.
Yoshua paused for a moment, then squeezed out a smile. “Take good care of yourself. If someone bullies you again, call me. I’ll come back and kill
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them! Also, take good care of yourself. I’m leaving!”
After that, he went straight out.
His figure was slender, but determined
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Madam Dahlia, who had returned with a glass of water, was stunned. She couldn’t help shouting, “Why are you leaving without even having any water, Mr. Yoshua? Is there something urgent? Where are you going, Mr. Yoshua?”
Yoshua replied from the doorway.
“I’m going to save up for my sister’s wedding!”
His voice was distant, and the car sped off.
Lucille sat where she was and did not send him off.
She looked at the bank card in her hand and chuckled.
It was nice to have a brother like that.
That evening…
It was dark.
Lucille changed her clothes and went out with Molly.
There was still half an hour left before the auction at Mount Ocean House would officially begin.
On the way there, Molly chewed on a lollipop and asked, “Lucille, what if we don’t have enough money?”
Lucille thought for a moment and responded, “We’ll steal it, then. No
matter what, I want my mother’s CD.”
Molly nodded gravely. “Okay. I’ll help you keep watch.”
“Okay.”
The taxi driver in front of them heard their conversation, in which they acted as if nobody else could hear them.
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