Wendy only said to meet here at night, but Lucille did not know the exact time, so she could only wait at the door early.

It was not until after eight o'clock in the evening that she finally saw Wendy, who was late.

"Long time no see."

Wendy walked to Lucille's side at a leisurely pace and looked her up and down.

Seeing that Lucille’s life was indeed not as good as hers, she was relieved, and the arrogance in her eyes became more obvious.

Lucille glanced at the bag in her hand calmly and smiled at her. "Long time no see, Wendy. You’re still the same as before. You haven't changed at all."

This was the truth. Wendy was well-dressed with hundreds of thousands of bags in her possession. She could give them away as much as she wanted.

If Wendy had not personally told her about the Fuller family’s current situation, Lucille would never have known how miserable the Fuller family had become now.

Listening to her praise, Wendy pursed her lower lip in satisfaction and handed over the ha