Chapter 1577

"What should I do..." These words came from Rafela, who belonged to a different dimension. It seemed impossible to pry a solution out of her mouth using any method. Neither gentle persuasion nor harsh interrogation could make any progress. Lucille looked up at the sky, feeling utterly helpless. Joseph hesitated for a moment and stretched out his hand to rub Lucille's head gently. His voice was soothing, carrying an assuring strength as he assured her, "Don't worry. There will always be a solution. Every department is working on it. You don't need to shoulder all this pressure by yourself. It's not necessary." He pinched Lucille's face and let out a sigh. "Just look at you. You're not eating well, and you've gotten so thin." Lately, Lucille had been busy dealing with a series of messes Rafela had made or training the mutants under her command. She was more than up to her neck in work. Joseph watched her. He wanted to persuade her, but all his concerns were deflected with hugs and kisses