My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Howard collapsed on the sofa. He rubbed his temples and thought for a while. Finally, he made up his mind and ordered the bodyguards beside him, "Go and call Timothy over."

At this point, it was difficult to deny what had happened.

However, it was easy to pin the blame on someone.

Timothy, who had been called over, did not know what was going on at all. When he came over, he thought that Howard was going to give him something good. He could not hide the greed on his face. Looking at Timothy in front of him, Howard parted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Timothy, do me a favor. After everything is over, I will

Try Them Open

give you a car you like. What do you think?"

What Is It

Timothy gulped. He was obviously tempted, but he was not a fool. How could Howard offer him something so wonderful for no reason?

Out of vigilance, he asked, "Dad, what is it that you want me to do?"

Howard spat, "Take the blame."

Timothy raised his voice and stepped back in fear

What a joke! Even though Timothy was an uneducated man who did nothing but play around all day, he did not want to be put in jail for his stepfather, who wasn't even his blood relative.

If he got a criminal record to his name, he would be doomed for the rest of his life.

It was not worth it

Timothy backed up and said, "Dad, 1 think it's better for your youngest son to do this kind of thing. I'm not as good as Charles. Why don't you tell him to do it?"

It wasn't like Howard hadn't considered it

However, why would Howard sacrifice his own son when he had a stepson to take the fall for him?

Howard patiently coaxed him. "Timothy, didn't you say there was a car you were interested in? When you're released, I'll buy it for you! It's nothing big, anyway. As long as you do as I say, I'll hire the best lawyer for you I guarantee that you can come out in less than three months!" "Think about it. You only need to eat, drink, and stay in jail for three months. When you come out, you can have a car you like. By then, you can go after any girl you like, too. Wouldn't you be killing two birds with one stone?" Hearing Howard's words, Timothy was stunned.

Lucille's side profile suddenly surfaced in his mind. He had wanted to flirt with her when he first caught a glimpse of her in the car store that day, but not only had she ignored him, she had even given him a harsh slap of reality. In the end, he just did not have much money. If he was rich enough and had a high enough status, wouldn't Lucille be willing to throw herself into his arms sooner or later?

The people in that automobile shop wouldn't here kicked him out, either,

Timothy grew eager, and he was convinced.

Howard added, "I'll also add you to the family registry. In the future, you'll share the same surname as me, and you'll be a true son of the Jules family. Nobody will dare to look down on you again." That was exactly what Timothy wanted to hear.

He swallowed and doubtfully questioned, "Dad, will it only take two or three months before 1 get released?"

"Of course," Howard affirmed.

"Then, will you really buy me a car that costs over thirty million once I'm released?"

Thirty million...

That

was not a small number.

How lashed slightly, but he still answered, "Of course."

"No problem, then. I agree!"

Timothy was extremely excited. To him, this deal was not too much of a bargain. He just had worth a lot of money. Just thinking about it got him worked up

to sit in jail for two or three months to get a car that was

He couldn't wait for everyone else to eye him with envy. He even asked, "Dad, when will I be locked up?" "Soon."

Before the police arrived, Howard emphasized what Timothy needed to say. Anyway, they hadn't succeeded in setting the fire. As long as the situation was said to be caused by a small dispute, then Timothy would not be locked up for long-

"Remember, say that you asked someone to set a fire, but that you only wanted to light a small area on fire to scare them. Say that you didn't intend for le to be so severe and that it was my subordinates who decided to buy gasoline and bring it there. You have to say that you didn't know about these things at all, understood?"

Timothy nodded repeatedly. Those words were related to whether he could drive a car worth 30 million in three months. Of course, he had to remember them.

Not long after, the doorbell rang

The servant ran to open the door and hurriedly reported, "Sir, the police are here!"

"Okay" Howard pretended not to know anything and replied in confusion. Then he took action.

The Book in Her Hand

It was midnight.