Chapter 146

Lucille raised an eyebrow. "Do you still believe in things like that?" "It doesn't hurt to try," Joseph said as a piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in his hand. He handed it to Lucille and murmured, "There's a pen over there." Following his line of sight, she saw that there was not only a pen under the ancient tree but also a small square table. It must have been specially placed by the local villagers who regularly came to pray and make wishes. Lucille shook her head and indifferently replied, "I'm not interested in this." If making a wish actually worked, then why was it that no one had heard her even after she had bowed down to the heavens so many times? Joseph chuckled. Then, he picked up his pen and started writing slowly on the red cloth. Lucille was a little curious and couldn't help but sneak a peek. However, Joseph immediately covered it with his hands. "Don't look." "So petty." Lucille simply turned around. She walked to a nearby branch and looked up at the wish written by