My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 241

Petted 

Madam Dahlia laughed and said, “That’s good. It’ll be much more convenient for you to go around from now on.” 

On the balcony on the second floor… 

Joseph held the little cat in his arms and petted it every now and then. 

The kitten narrowed its eyes comfortably and made a meow. 

Culver stood by the side, watching the movement downstairs. He scratched his nose and did not dare to speak. 

In reality, there were so many cars in the Jules Residence that they were running out of parking space. All the keys were placed in the box at the door. As long as Lucille wanted, she could drive any of them, or even get a driver to 

send her around. 

However, she never touched any of the cars. 

She had drawn an invisible but distinct line. 

Joseph asked casually, “When is Howard’s wedding?” 

“This weekend, which means it’s tomorrow.” Culver knew that Joseph was 

asking more than that, so he continued, “Howard’s large–scale entertainment project is almost complete. Just as you said, we’ve gotten him a lot of investments, and all of them are from the Gilbert family.” 

He added, “Now that Howard’s plan is in full swing, he seems to be very confident in his development plan. In addition, with the huge financial support from the Gilbert family, he pretty much put all his eggs in one basket and put his other real estate development projects on the agenda. They’ve been moved two years ahead of his original plan!” 

“At the moment, Howard and the Gilbert family are on the same boat. Once the boat sinks, Howard will definitely go bankrupt. All the members of the Gilbert family, including Samuel, will be seriously impacted.” 

After Culver finished speaking, he asked cautiously, “Are we going to take action, Mr. Joseph?” 

Pit 

Joseph casually tapped on the little cat’s head. His tone remained calm, but there was a hint of coldness in it. 

“No need.” 

The grin on Joseph’s face was barely visible. 

Since things had gotten to that point, there was no need for them to intervene. Howard was an ambitious idiot. From the moment he complacently thought he was bound to succeed, it meant that he would soon be doomed. 

The next day, it was the weekend. 

It was the day of Howard’s grand wedding. In order to welcome their new mistress, the Jules family’s villa had been decorated early on. 

Howard looked at the new decorations in the villa and nodded with satisfaction. Then, he said to the busy servants, “Very good. You’ll all get bonus pay later!” 

“Thank you, 

sir!” 

The servants were overjoyed. 

Howard laughed out loud, his face full of pride.