Samuel, What's Happening?

Upon receiving the call from the police, Zoey threw herself into Samuel's arms and cried out in agony, "Samuel, what's happening? Why are they summoning me to the police station? What has Lucille blabbed to them?" Samuel lovingly embraced her and comforted her, saying, "Don't be afraid, my dear. With me here, no one will harm you. As for Lucille, I'll deal with her when the time comes!" Zoey nestled her face against Samuel's chest and whispered, "You're so kind, Samuel." Samuel's love for her grew even stronger, and he personally drove her to the police station. The moment they entered the police station, they ran into Lucille, who was just about to leave. Samuel glared at Lucille with contempt and spat, "Lucille, I've noticed you've become increasingly disgusting lately. You're using such low tactics just to get my attention. It makes me sick!" Lucille remained silent, speechless. She had encountered many strange individuals before, but never one so narcissistic as him. Which eye of his had seen her trying to attract his attention? There was no denying it – Samuel and Zoey were a match made in heaven. What an oddball and a b*tch – unbelievable! Lucille made no attempt to hide the contempt in her eyes. With a derisive snort, she walked away.  Samuel, on the other hand, believed that Lucille was embarrassed. He lifted his hand to stop her and put his other arm around Zoey's waist. "Lucille, I warn you. Drop the charges now or not only will the Zanes family come after you, but I will make you regret it, too. Besides, the school won't tolerate you. Soon, you will be expelled!"  Lucille sneered and lowered her head, then looked up with a cold gaze. "What's it to you, b*stard?"  Samuel and Zoey were both stunned.  Neither of them had expected Lucille to answer back.  Samuel held back his anger for a long time before he said, "You dare use such language?"  Lucille raised her eyes, her exquisite face shining in the sunlight, so fair and delicate that it could easily blind any onlooker. "What's the matter? Do you have any problems with that?" she asked coldly, her voice laced with a hint of icy disdain. "Haha!" Suddenly, a deep, sensual chuckle echoed through the air from a nearby corner. Lucille narrowed her eyes and turned her head, only to see Joseph standing at the gate of the police station, looking at her with a smile.  Joseph standing at the gate of the police station was tall and elegant, with an air of nobility that was impossible to ignore. His strikingly handsome face was godlike in its perfection, leaving everyone breathless and in awe. Fixing his gaze intently on Lucille, his eyes were filled with a captivating charm that could ensnare anyone who gazed into them.  A faint red tint curved up at the corners of his eyes, exuding an enchanting and alluring vibe.  Truly a devil in disguise he was!  Lucille's heart rate accelerated suddenly, but she managed to slow it down and looked away calmly.  Samuel stared at Joseph warily, but was instantly overwhelmed by the powerful aura emanating from him.  He stood up straight, determined not to be defeated.  But Joseph didn't spare him a glance and walked straight to Lucille.  Lucille subconsciously stepped back, but behind her was a chair. In a moment of carelessness, she lost her balance and fell back.  "Watch out!"  Above her head, Joseph let out a worried cry and swiftly moved to her side, a blazing-hot hand clasping her waist before pulling her forward. Lucille cried out in surprise and suddenly found herself in Joseph's embrace, smelling the scent of medicinal herbs all over his body.  Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other in a tantalizing pose that hinted at something deeper. Lucille was the first to recover her composure. A rare expression of embarrassment and annoyance flashed across her usually calm face.  Unfazed, Joseph held her waist in a firm embrace, his thin lips curling up into a seductive grin. "Miss Lucille, are you trying to hit on me? It seems I have no choice but to surrender myself to you," he said with playful allure. Lucille regained her senses, only to find that she was tightly embracing him by the waist. Her ears blushed crimson, and she pushed him away with both embarrassment and irritation. "That was an accident," she said. Joseph chuckled softly, his gaze pausing on her rosy earlobe, and his eyes darkened. As she was about to speak, a group of people suddenly burst into the room. They were all the parents of the students. Joseph squinted his eyes and grabbed Lucille, who was about to leave. "Come with me," he said. Without regard to her struggling, he took her hand and they left through the side door. Zoey leaned into Samuel's arms and watched them leave, her jealous eyes on the verge of popping out of her skull. Once again! Mr. Joseph had once again come to the aid of that despicable woman, Lucille Jules! D*mn it! What was so great about that b*tch? Why could Mr. Joseph only see Lucille and not her? "Samuel..." Zoey bit her lip, beginning to whine again. "After all, Lucille is still your fiancee, even if it's only nominal. How can she flirt with another man in front of you?" Samuel's face immediately darkened. Although he was the one who cheated on her first, he was a man! Most men would be unfaithful in their relationships anyway.  But Lucille was a girl. How could she hook up with another man so brazenly in front of him?! In old days, her action was punishable by death! "What a sl*t! Shameless!" Samuel said angrily. "Just wait, I will break off the engagement with her as soon as possible! Zoey, my wife can only be pure and kind like you." Zoey lowered her head, concealing the triumphant gleam in her eyes. "Samuel, that's so kind of you, but..." She feigned a sigh of disappointment. "I am just an adopted daughter of the Jules family, unlike Lucille, who holds so many shares of the Jules Group. The Gilbert family will definitely look down on me." Samuel took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry. I will talk to Mr. Jules and come up with the best solution." Lucille was just a fool; what right did she have to hold so many shares? She should surrender them all to Howard, and gave the half of it to Zoey.  In that way, Zoey could use the shares as her dowry and marry him! ...... In the Maybach. Joseph held Lucille's hand and got into the car. He whispered, "I'm sorry, it happened suddenly. I'm just afraid they will harm you." Lucille lowered her gaze to the strong hand on her wrist, her pupils narrowing. She had thought Joseph was a frail man, but she was surprised by his strength. "Let go," she murmured. Joseph arched an eyebrow and calmly released her hand. "Miss Lucille, aren't you curious about why I'm here?" Rubbing her sore wrist, Lucille turned to gaze out the window. "I don't know. Are you here to help me?" she asked skeptically. Joseph turned his head and looked at her with a playful glint in his eyes. "Well, that's possible."  Lucille was momentarily taken aback, her expression darkening. "Joseph, I don't like to beat around the bush. What is your purpose for getting close to me?"  Joseph raised an eyebrow and answered with a question, "What did you call me?"  Suppressing her anger, Lucille replied through gritted teeth, "Joseph."  Joseph's thin lips curved slightly, "I like it."  Lucille remained silent, unsure of what to say next. Did he have a serious illness? She posed a question, but he responded with an unrelated answer. Could anyone be really so dismissive? Lucille took a deep breath, ready to speak, but before she could, he interrupted, "It's time for dinner." The implication in his words was self-evident.  Lucille turned her gaze forward and said, "I don't have any money."  "No problem," Joseph said with a meaningful smile. "I'll treat you."  He instructed Culver, "Go to Roger's Fine Dining."  Lucille furrowed her eyebrows, suddenly feeling that something was amiss.  Had she been duped?  Roger's Fine Dining was situated in the heart of Shein City, its tranquil environment and exquisite dishes making it a standout among the bustling surroundings.  Without a reservation, one could not even get inside.  Yet, a single phone call was all it took for him to be warmly received. When Lucille got out of the car, she noticed that there was a pawnshop called Mount Ocean House next to Roger's Fine Dining.  Rumor had it that the enigmatic figure behind the Mount Ocean House was a powerful yet mysterious magnate known throughout the world. Whispers of his true identity circulated among the elite, but no one dared to speak his name aloud. The Mount Ocean House boasted an impressive collection of globally renowned treasures, obtained through mysterious means. Despite the potential risks, they boldly auctioned off their finds, exemplifying their daring attitude. Lucille's gaze fixated on the Mount Ocean House, her eyes sparkling with an unreadable gleam.  She had been dreaming of visiting the Mount Ocean House, but never expected to arrive so soon due to a twist of fate. "Mr. Joseph, please proceed inside. I have some unfinished business to attend to," Lucille said, excusing herself. "What did you just call me?" Joseph furrowed his brows in confusion. Lucille let out a deep sigh and reluctantly said, "Joseph." Joseph finally nodded in contentment. "I'll head in first and wait for you." As he walked away, Lucille couldn't help but roll her eyes and mutter, "You're impossible!" With her handbag gripped tightly, Lucille strode confidently into the Mount Ocean House.