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Despite the immense pain in his body, he didn't show it on his face. On the contrary, a joyful grin appeared on his face as he looked at Lucille with a burning gaze. Even though she was fierce on the outside, she actually had a soft heart.

Joseph chuckled.

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Not Going to Save You

After Lucille was finally done treating Joseph and suppressed the poison in his body, she immediately turned hostile and said, "All right, all right. Get out of here. If you try that again, I'm not going to save you!"

The treatment process seemed simple, but in fact, it consumed a lot of her strength.

Joseph rubbed Lucille's head lovingly and said with a smile, "Good night, my dear Mrs. Collins."

Mrs. Collins?

That b*stard is getting more and more shameless!

Right before Lucille could throw a punch, Joseph dodged and he left the bedroom.

"Joseph!"

Through the door, he could hear Lucille gnashing her teeth.

Joseph chuckled and went to the study on the other side.

In the study, Culver respectfully stated, "Mr. Joseph, all the posts on Mrs. Collins' school forum have been cleared. I've asked someone to keep an eye on it. I definitely won't let her name be tied to Samuel's."

Sitting on the rotating leather chair, Joseph was not very satisfied with the result, so he said casually, "Since Samuel has so much time, let's give him something to do."

His words were full of coldness.

Culver understood. Joseph intended to torture Samuel to death.

"Okay, Mr. Joseph. I'll do it immediately."

In the bedroom, Lucille picked up the bolster and threw it aside. She then put away all the tools.

Just as she was about to lay down on the bed to sleep, the door was opened by someone.

Molly poked her head out and asked with a smile, "Can I come in, Bobo?"

"Come in."

Lucille turned on the light and got up to pour herself a glass of water.

Molly looked around the room. When she saw that Joseph had left, she asked excitedly, "Why aren't you guys sleeping together, Bobo?" "Pfft."

Lucille spat out a mouthful of water and started coughing.

What kind of question was that?

However, Molly's face was full of innocence. She loudly said, "Madam Dahlia said people sleep together after getting married. Then, they have a baby after sleeping together! Madam Dahlia also said that if you and Mr. Joseph had a kid, it would definitely be adorable." Lucille's head was in chaos. She changed the subject. "Molly, you really like Lala, don't you? I think I can hear it meowing. Go and have a look."

"Huh?"

When Molly heard that, she instantly forgot what she had wanted to ask and looked for the little cat everywhere in the villa. Lucille heaved a sigh of relief. She locked the door and hung a sign on the door that said "Sleeping, do not disturb".

After doing all that, she lay back on the big bed and was about to have a rest.

However, the scene from earlier was still lingering in her mind.

The moment she closed her eyes, she could recall the cool touch.

As soon as she shut her eyes, she would think of Joseph's burning gaze as he muttered, "I got jealous, Bobo."

It made her heart go crazy.

Lucille turned over and buried her face under the blanket.

Half an hour later, Lucille was woken up by a phone call.

She picked up her phone, glanced at it, and clicked the answer button.

"Hello, Master Walton?"

Master Walton's anxious voice was heard. "Help, Miss Bambo!"

"What's wrong? Slow down."

Hearing Lucille's calm voice, Master Walton calmed down and said, "Master, do you still remember that female entrepreneur, Hilda? We treated her daughter back then."

"Two days ago, she was seriously injured by her ex-husband. This morning, the hospital issued a notice of critical illness, saying that she wouldn't make it through the night. Hilda's family came looking for me, but the situation is way too tricky for me to deal with. Can you come and have a look, Miss Bambo?"

Hearing that, Lucille lifted the blanket and got up.

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Lucille hung up the phone and rushed straight to the hospital that Master Walton had mentioned after washing up. On her way there, Lucille noticed that the black car was following her again. Barely Survived

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This time, though, the situation was urgent. The most important thing was to save Hilda.

Lucille had no time to bother with the car behind her. She sped up and soon arrived at the hospital.

Master Walton was waiting for her at the entrance of the hospital. When he saw Lucille, he immediately went up to her and told her about Hilda's symptoms.