My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 310

Benjamin responded affirmatively and immediately began to investigate. 

Soon, he replied, “Lucille, Amore’s car is on Spring Rain Road. If I’m not mistaken, he will be passing through Parasol Road. The last numbers on the License plate are 7766.‘” 

Lucille cut off the communication and ran recklessly toward Parasol Road. 

On the plane, she studied the map of Nine States Ciry using her excellent memory. It had ended up being useful. 

Lucille climbed a high slope and took three shortcuts. Finally, she arrived at Parasol Road. 

The road was well–known for its lush parasol trees on both sides. Under the street lamps, the long road was empty, and there were no pedestrians in sight. 

Lucille waited patiently for a few minutes, but there was still no car. 

Had Benjamin miscalculated Amore’s route, or had Amore already passed through the road before she even got there? 

Lucille remained calm and patient. 

At that moment, she saw the lights of a car reflected in the distance. 

Lucille turned her head and saw that the trailing numbers of the car plate were 7766. He had finally come! 

Tum on the Heater 

The corners of Lucille’s lips curled into a smile 

It was here to shine 

The rain was getting heavier. 

In the luxury car, the driver asked, “Mr. Lindsay, do you need me to nim on the heater? 

“No need. 

A deep voice was heard. It sounded mitterent, rigid, and inhuman. 

The driver replied affirmatively and then focused on driving 

The windshield wipers were already on the highest setting, but there was still endless rain pelting down on it, hindering his sight. 

In a flash, the driver sew someone rushing out from the roadside. He was shocked in order to avoid the pedestrian, he unmediately braked, but there was abang. The driver had hit something. 

Due to the inertia, Amere Lindsay, who was sitting in the back seat, jerked forward and frowned imhappily. His tace, which was dready hard and emotionless, showed a little dissatisfaction