Chapter 116

Owe Me

"Go ahead." Joseph's eyes were blazing. He looked at Lucille with a faint smile on his lips.

She looked at the clean and tidy table in front of her. She pondered for a moment and then tilted her head.

"I haven't decided yet. Let's just say you owe me for now," she suggested.

Anyway, it was a piece of cake to save him. If she could make him owe her a favor, it might be useful in the future.

"Okay."

Joseph was very straightforward and he agreed immediately.

"That's settled then!" Lucille clapped her hands in satisfaction. Then, she picked up the pen and paper on the desk and wrote down the names of the herbs. In order to make it easier for him to find them, she also drew a simple picture of each herb based on the records in her grandfather's book.

There were a total of six herbs.

Lucille said, "Just find as many as you can. In the future, you should come to the Jules Residence every day. I'll give you treatment to suppress the poison in your body. I can't guarantee anything else, but it can at least prolong your life for two years." "Okay," Joseph replied.

He took the piece of paper that Lucille handed him. The handwriting on it was delicate and pretty, and the strokes were lifelike. It looked adorable.

"Bobo." He suddenly called her name.

Lucille subconsciously replied, "Huh?"

"I want to pay you back with my body."

She was at a loss for words.

She grabbed the bolster and threw it at him. Grumpily, she muttered, "Can't you be decent?"

Joseph chuckled.

The night passed just like that.

In the latter half of the night, Lucille lay on the desk and fell asleep in a daze.

However, when she woke up the next morning, she found herself in bed.

Looking around the bedroom, she found no sign of Joseph.

It seemed that the sun was up, and the door had finally been repaired.

Lucille got up. Next to her was a set of clean clothes in her size.

After washing up, Lucille went downstairs and saw Madam Collins drinking tea in the living room. She greeted, "Grandma." "Hello," Madam Collins responded with a grin.

Her eyebrows were curved and her face was kind and benevolent. She asked, "Did you sleep well last night, Lucille?" Lucille nodded and said, "Yes... It was okay."

"That's good, that's good. Come and have breakfast, Lucille. See if this is to your taste," Madam Collins offered.

"Okay."

Lucille walked over.

After eating, Lucille got up and took her leave.

She was afraid that if she didn't, the lock might break again that night.

Austin took the initiative to say, "Joseph is not here right now, so I'll send you off, Lucille."

"Okay."noveldrama

Lucille nodded.

After bidding farewell to Madam Collins, Lucille got into Austin's car.

When they arrived at the gate of the Jules Residence, Austin wagged his imaginary tail. With an expectant tone, he asked, "Lucille, when will you. teach me how to race?" Lucille answered, "Next time, when I'm free."

"Okay. It's a deal!"

Austin's face was full of excitement, but he didn't react until he had already driven far away. That wasn't right. When would the next time be?

After that, Lucille was about to step into the villa when a hoarse voice was heard from behind her.

"Lucy."

She suddenly stopped and slowly turned around.

Stained With Dust

Behind her stood a handsome young man who looked very similar to her.

The man was travel-worn, and his shiny leather shoes were stained with dust, which didn't match his sleek, perfectly-tailored, custom-made suit. Lucille was stunned for a moment before she called out softly, "Yoshua." It was the original host's second brother, Yoshua. He was also the person who cared about the original host the most out of the whole Jules family.

Even though Zoey later became the fourth daughter of the Jules family, Yoshua had never acknowledged her as such. On top of that, he had stated more than once that he only had one sister.

Among the original owner's three brothers, Bernard had always been indifferent to everyone. The original host was only afraid of him and never got close to him. Charles, her third brother, had only ever cared about Zoey. He would have plucked the moon from the sky if she asked. Only her second brother, Yoshua, who was arrogant and unruly, had truly, cared for Lucille from the bottom of his heart.

Over the years, Yoshua had gotten angry many times because of Howard's preferential treatment toward Zoey.

Charles was focused on protecting Zoey, and Yoshua often beat him up as well.

Therefore, when he called out to Lucille, her heart ached a little. Those emotions did not belong to her, but the memory and instinct left in her body.

Yoshua stepped forward. He held the gift box in his hand in front of Lucille and said, "Hurry up and open it. This is my late birthday gift to you." Lucille did not move.

He urged her once again. "Hurry! Open it."

She had no choice but to take it. After the beautiful bow-knot was removed, the box opened up like a flower in bloom.

Inside lay an extremely beautiful pearl.

Yoshua said, "Lucy, you once told me that you wanted the most beautiful pearl in the world. I went diving hundreds of times and finally found the most beautiful pearl in the world for you."

He picked up the pearl, which was held up by a thin chain. It was a beautiful, unique necklace.

With an expectant tone, he asked, "Do you like it?"

She liked it.

How could she not?

However... His sister could no longer hear him.

Lucille lowered her gaze and did not reply.

At that moment, he gently ruffled her hair.

"I know that you've suffered, Lucy."

Yoshua's eyes were red, and there was pity and anger in his eyes. However, those emotions eventually turned into guilt. In a hoarse voice, he continued. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left. If I had known that you would suffer so much, I would have stayed in Shein City without going anywhere..."

He thought that he could make a name for himself in the outside world. That way, he would have the ability to challenge his father and the confidence to protect his sister.

Despite that, when he learned that Lucille drowned and that Samuel canceled their marriage, not to mention that she had been driven out of the house by Howard, he no longer cared about anything else. He hurried

Residence. back and waited for the whole night at the gate of the Jula

He spent the whole night blaming himself.

"I'm not a good brother, let alone a responsible one. I'm sorry, Lucy..." he muttered.

"Yoshua."

Lucille interrupted him, her voice calm but firm. "You are a good brother."

That was what the original host would have said, too.

Yoshua was startled. He grabbed Lucille's hand and led her away while saying, "Let's go. I'll take you home."

Lucille wanted to refuse, but before she could do anything, Yoshua shoved her into the car.

Twenty minutes later, Lucille raised her eyebrows as she looked at the familiar villa of the Jules family. She questioned, "Are you sure you want to go in, Yoshua?" Chaos would ensue the moment she stepped in.

"Of course!"

Yoshua suppressed the rage in his heart and comforted her in the most gentle tone possible. "Don't be afraid, Lucy. I will definitely avenge you for all your suffering."

"I'm just worried that..." Lucille's voice was so soft that it was barely. audible. "You'll be disappointed."

This wasn't too bad, though.

Since they were already there, they might as well tear down the roof before. leaving.

Lucille smiled brightly and got out of the car.