My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Get Back at Them

Lucille shot him an unimpressed look and said helplessly, "Get up. Since your lost, all you have to do is get back at them."

Compared to words of comfort, her arrogant and condescending words were more empowering.

Austin sniffed and stood up from the ground.

Lucille sat down on the flower bed and asked lazily, "Tell me. What happened?"

Austin said, "Do you still remember, Lucille? On the day of your engagement party, we taught a bunch of people who were car racing a lesson, right? One of them, Albert, even issued a challenge letter to you. Do you remember that?" To be honest, she didn't.

She was so busy. How could she have the time to remember such insignificant

idiots?

Lucille stated, "Go on."

"That time when Albert was defeated by you, he refused to accept it and went to practice for more than a month. Last week, he gave me a challenge in a particularly arrogant manner. He was totally looking down on me!" Austin complained. He clenched his fists and continued, "I agreed on impulse and came here. As a result, during the competition today, those other b*stards kept targeting me, so I was left behind and became last place."

Lucille looked back and saw Austin's favorite sports car. There were several serious scratches and hollows on its body.

Presumably, what had happened was even worse than he was making it out to

1. be.

Lucille patted Austin's shoulder and remarked, "Albert loves challenging

people, doesn't he? Give him a challenge too, then. Tell him that if he doesn't show up, he'll have to bow down to you."

Just as Lucille finished her sentence, a mocking voice was heard from behind

her.

"Okay. I accept your challenge!"

Albert had arrived.

Onlookers gathered around in an instant.

Many of them had witnessed Albert and Lucille racing last time. Now that they were confronting each other again, the other rich kids whisted loudly. "You're the best, Albert! Go for it! If you're too scared to compete, you're a chicken!"

"That's right. He's not some spoiled rich kid who will call for help after losing. Imagine acting like a newborn baby. Tsk, tsk. Isn't it embarrassing?"

Austin clenched his fists and his face turned red with anger.

Lucille looked at one of the boys and asked casually, "Tell me. How are we doing this?"

The young man was stunned and immediately waved his hand. "You've got it wrong. I'm not Albert."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Lucille looked around the crowd and calmly questioned, "Who's Albert?"

The gossip around them stopped abruptly.

Even the atmosphere became a little weird.

She had clearly competed with him once before, but she didn't even remember

what he looked like.

On the other hand, Albert had been eager to get back at her ever since he lost. He had even given up his other hobbies and practiced alone day and night. He wanted to surpass her one day so that he could hold his head high. In the end.... she didn't take him seriously at all.

Everyone looked at Lucille and couldn't help but sigh. That was far too cruel of her. It was the biggest insult she could have given him.

With a gloomy face, Albert gritted his teeth and said, "It's me!"

Lucille felt rather helpless. She really couldn't remember, but there was no

need to explain herself. She directly said to him, "Tell me. How are we doing this?"

Albert said coldly, "Since Austin isn't satisfied, I can consider competing with him again. However, it won't count if you win on his behalf."

Lucille nodded. Obviously, she couldn't compete on Austin's behalf if she wanted it to be fair.

What's more, she didn't intend to replace Austin in the first place.

However...

Lucille smiled faintly and muttered, "Since we're going to compete, let's be bold about it. The rules will be the same as before. All of you will participate. As for Austin, I'll be his guide. He can drive, and I'll command him. What do you think?" Everyone's hearts were beating wildly.

It was all too exciting!