My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 339

No. She couldn’t stand it anymore! 

She made an excuse to go to the toilet. After she locked herself in a cubicle, she took out her phone and dialed Fiona’s number. 

Some time ago, she had a cup of afternoon tea with Fiona, the eldest daughter of the Melling family, with Joanne’s help. 

From a certain point of view, she shared many similarities with Fiona. They could be considered the same breed. 

After that encounter, they became friends. 

Friends with a common enemy. 

The corners of Zoey’s mouth lifted. 

Soon, Fiona’s calm voice was heard from the other d of the phone. “Hello? Zoey?” 

“Are you free right now, Fiona?” Zoey held her phone and smiled bitterly. “I think it’s time to look for a chance to do what we discussed last time.” This time, she wanted Lucille to stay defeated forever. 

In the office, Lucille was idly spinning the pen in her hand. 

She hadn’t attended school in the past two weeks. Because Master Walton had been helping her, she hadn’t gotten punished for it. 

Seeing that she was finally back, Master Walton was overjoyed. He immediately called her to the office and asked her about her opinions on several patients and 

cases. 

After Lucille was done with the cases, she saw that Master Walton was busy digesting what he had learned. She put the pen back on the table and left school in advance. 

After the car drove away from the school gate, Lucille turned around and headed for Tech Connex Pavilion. 

She hadn’t been there for a long time. When she arrived, she found that Tech Connex Pavilion had undergone huge changes. The tiny sign they had before had become a magnificent signboard. The entire building was owned by them. 

Because the pavilion was full, there were no parking spaces on the roadside. 

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A few of the businesses nearby, which had not been doing well, had been transformed into a large parking lot. The owners were not depressed about the failure of their businesses. Instead, they smiled from ear to ear, because they could earn much more from the parking fees. 

One could well imagine just how many people were visiting Tech Connex Pavilion. 

Lucille parked her car and stepped into Tech Connex Pavilion. 

Hugo and James were so busy that they didn’t notice her coming in. 

Lucille glanced around and found that there was a lot more staff responsible for welcoming guests, as well as janitors in charge of cleaning the floors. 

Everyone was busy. 

Her lips curled into a smile. When no one was paying attention, she entered the elevator and headed straight for the top floor. 

Compared to the noise downstairs, the private space upstairs was much quieter. 

Lucille had never been there before, so she did not know where Robert would be. She was about to call him when she heard a familiar voice behind her. “Miss Jules.” 

Lucille turned around and saw a gentle smile on Robert’s face. His dark eyes were glistening slightly. 

Lucille asked curiously, “Did you know that I came to visit?” 

“I didn’t.” Robert shook his head and calmly continued, “I’m always right behind you.” 

Lucille burst into laughter. “Of course, of course.” 

The rest of her subordinates were busy running the pavilion, so there were only Lucille and Robert in the private space upstairs. 

This time, she did not just stroll around. Lucille sat in the control room and looked at the new maps of the various virtual worlds. 

Robert had an excellent memory and said without thinking, “There are 550 new maps. 100 of them were designed based on customer requests with detailed customization.” 

Lucille nodded. 

550 new maps were not much, but they were all built by Robert alone. Even if he was just a robot that didn’t need rest, it meant that he was working day and night to make it happen. 

Lucille felt a little guilty. She had promised to code together with Robert, but she was so busy that she didn’t even have time to visit him, let alone participate in the complicated construction of maps… 

Just as she was deep in thought, Lucille felt a pair of hands lightly patting her head. The movement was gentle like her grandmother, Rafela’s. 

She was stunned. Robert comforted, “You don’t have to blame yourself, Miss Jules. You’re working very hard, too.” 

Suddenly, Lucille felt like she could hear Rafela speaking. 

“You don’t have to blame yourself, Bobo. You’re 

ung very hard, too.” 

Lucille blinked her eyes and forced back the tears in her eyes.