My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57 

Just as Lucille was about to reach over with her cutlery, a shadow approached from beside her. 

The next second, Joseph naturally sat down on the chair next to her. He raised her hand lazily and slowly stated, “Sorry for being late.” 

Madam Collins glared at him and pretended to be angry. “Some fiancé you are. Aren’t you going to help Lucille get some soup?” 

Joseph chuckled and rolled up his sleeves. Then, he stood up and personally filled a bowl of soup before placing it in front of Lucille. He looked at her with a smile as he teased her. 

“Try it, Lucille.” 

She did not reply. 

The way he spoke made Lucille uncomfortable, but she still replied, “Thank you.” 

Joseph leaned over intimately. From an outsider’s point of view, he seemed to be whispering something to her, but in fact, he only leaned over slightly and quietly murmured, “There’s news about the person you’re looking for. Come with me later.” 

After that, he returned to his seat, looking nonchalant. 

The spoon in Lucille’s hand almost fell into her bowl. She didn’t expect that Molly’s whereabouts would be found in just three days. The efficiency was far beyond her imagination. 

As expected of Joseph. She had made the right choice working with him. 

Lucille suppressed her emotions and lowered her head to drink the soup. 

When dinner was almost over, Madam Collins wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. With a smile, she said, “Lucille, it’s already so late. You can stay here for the night. I’ve prepared a room for you!” 

Before Lucille could say anything, Joseph cleared his throat and chimed in, “Grandma, I’m afraid she can’t stay today. We’re going out on a date.” 

He deliberately emphasized the word “date”. 

Madam Collins’ eyes lit up when she heard that. “All right, all right. Go ahead, then. You can stay out as late as you want. It’s okay if you don’t come back!” 

She was being way too obvious. 

Lucille blinked. Before she could react, she saw Joseph reaching out to her and calmly asking, “Shall we go?” Without another word, Lucille placed her hand in his palm. 

The two said goodbye to Madam Collins and got in the car. 

The driver was Culver. 

There were no outsiders around, so there was no need for them to act any longer. Lucille anxiously questioned, “Where is Molly? How is she doing right now?” 

Ever since she was accused of being a traitor and died because of it, she was worried that those who had framed her wouldn’t let go of those she loved. 

Molly would be the first in line. 

Not to mention, Molly was just a child with the IQ of a five-year-old. How could she be able to protect herself? Seeing that Lucille’s expression had changed, Joseph turned on the display of the screen in the car and pulled up a video. “Don’t worry. Although she’s injured, her life isn’t in danger. This is what my men recorded when they found her. Take a look.” 

Lucille looked over and saw that the video was filmed in the countryside. 

Molly, who was covered in blood, was lying on top of a small mound of dirt. She kept yelling at the people who had found her. “Go away! All of you, go away!” 

After yelling, she flopped onto the dirt and cried hysterically. “Bobo… Even you don’t want me anymore?” 

In the end, it was Joseph’s subordinate who followed Lucille’s orders and shouted, “I’ll take you to Lucille. Come