My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 19 What a Shame

Sara quickly caught the phone and then saw that Gloria had become a trending topic, again.

Currently, Gloria ranked third in the trending topics: #Gloria Was Captured for Attempted Attack on

Jocelyn#.

Sara then clicked in, and it was all filled with photos posted by marketing accounts about Gloria being

taken the police station that night.

As the photos were taken from the front, Gloria's face and the cold handcuffs on those wrists were

clearly visible.

Sara had just called her lawyer over. She had wanted to bail Gloria out before Allen noticed. But she

didn't expect the news spread so fast.

Sara directly threw the phone towards Jocelyn and asked, "What's going on here?"

Jocelyn glanced at the posts on Weibo, all with filthy words coming into sight.

"OMG! When the hell is Gloria going to die? How did she marry into the Stewart family?"

"If I were Allen, I'd break Gloria's legs right now."

"Jocelyn is so pitiful to have such a bad sister. Please make Gloria get a life sentence, thanks."

Jocelyn was satisfied with the comments. But on the surface, she just looked at Sara in an indifferent

manner and asked, "what do you mean?"

"You used money to manipulate the hashtag, didn't you? You deliberately wanted to show your father

and everyone else, so that Allen and the Stewart family would hate her. Then you would monopolize

the family's fortune and take Joseph away again, wouldn't you?" Sara questioned in a cold tone

regardless.

"Shut up! Bitch! Do you think Joyce is as vicious as you?" Allen chided. Then he to look at Jocelyn

tenderly and asked, "Joyce, are you alright?"

Noticing the blood on Jocelyn's right arm, he immediately clutched her wrist with a nervous expression

and asked, "What's going on? Did the gang beat you up and made you bleed?"

Jocelyn shook her head, "No, that gang didn't beat me. Some guy in the bar protected me."

Noticing the slap marks on Jocelyn's face, Allen sulked, "Did your aunt hit you?"

This mark was very new at first glance, definitely being left just a short while ago.

"No... I didn't hit her." Sara explained in a panic.

"No? Then did my daughter' get the slap from nowhere?" Allen questioned in a cold tone.

Sara was instantly speechless.

"Who do you think you are to hit my daughter? Hmm?" The more Allen said, the angrier he became.

"I ..."

"Get up and introspect. And you will never get the 7% of the Murphy Properties Group's shares!" Allen

said without mercy.

Instantly, tears welled up in Sara's eyes. She said with an aggrieved tone, "Honey, you can't treat me

like this..."

Allen, however, did not say anything. He went straight upstairs with a cold face.

Sara stomped her foot fiercely, completely furious. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Averting her cold gaze from Sara, Jocelyn limped while moving to the stairs.

Sara immediately clutched Jocelyn's wrist, shivering with anger, "Jocelyn, are you satisfied now? Is this

what you want?"

"Well, yes." Her voice was not loud, but her tone was cold.

Sara had never expected that Jocelyn would actually answer so frankly.

In the past, Jocelyn had also been displeased with Sara. But Jocelyn wouldn't be so unabashed and

would be willing to look at the bigger picture and turn a blind eye to what Sara and Gloria did in order to

keep Allen from getting angry.

However, Jocelyn was not introverted anymore. She was a bit vindictive.

She would even go so far as to repeatedly provoke Allen to suppress them.

"If you don't want to lose more, I advise you to be kind." Jocelyn patted Sara's shoulder lightly before

limping towards the stairs.

Jocelyn used to choose to give in and not take things too far, because she wanted family harmony and

didn't want her father to be hurt by these trivialities. She hadn't fought back, just because she hadn't

cared at all, not because she didn't have that ability.

But Sara and Gloria did not deserve her forbearance.

All lay load on the willing horse.

"Jocelyn, don't waste your time. You won't be with Joseph. Stop pretending to be noble. You still want

that man, don't you? You want to prove to that man that you are better than Gloria..."

"Also, no matter what happens, the Murphy family can't be yours alone." Sara added.

Jocelyn laughed. She paused and turn back to look at Sara, "Do you think now I need to use tricks to

get a man like Joseph? As for who the Murphy family belongs to, Dad has the say, and you don't."

How ridiculous...

Sara was defeated. Her face went crimson and pale from time to time, but she was powerless to retort.

If it really weren't for getting Joseph, then it was a vindictive intention to get Gloria and Sara frantic,

wasn't it?

Seeing Jocelyn's attitude, and she was really afraid that there would be no foothold for her and Gloria

in the Murphy family later.

She would never let Jocelyn have her way!

Everything in the Murphy family belonged to her and her daughter!

It had nothing to do with this vile Jocelyn!

...

In the courtyard of a luxurious six-storey European castle-style villa in the suburbs, a dazzling red

Maserati pulled up steadily.

The bodyguards, who patrolled the courtyard in groups, saw the car and immediately stepped forward

with a respectful nod.

Afterwards, Tom, dressed in a suit, jogged out of the house and leaned down to open the door quickly.

The moment the car door was opened, the light from the bright street lamp shone right on Noah,

illuminating his features with extraordinarily chiseled.

It also made the wet clothes on his body obvious.

Seeing this, Tom became shocked, "Mr. Mason... you are, injured again?"

"The wound was torn. Not a big deal." Noah replied coldly. Then he got off the car slowly.

"What happened? Did you go to the hospital?" Tom's eyes were full of concern.

"No, someone took care of it for me." he said.

Tom's eyes were full of consternation... Someone?

Who could easily touch Mr. Mason's body?

"A woman?" Tom asked cautiously.

Noah didn't respond. He strode towards the brightly lit living room with his long legs.

Watching the man's back, Tom silently pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose

and couldn't help but think: it must be a woman, right?

What kind of woman could touch Master Five's body?

Tom immediately followed the man's footsteps, "It was a woman, wasn't it? Is she professional? Mr.

Mason, you should know how precious your blood really is If you lose too much of it, you might..."

"My wife is surely professional." Noah responded indifferently and continued to walk all the way forward

without looking away.

Tom was dumbfounded...

His woman?

Was he talking about Jocelyn?

They had met again tonight?

In the past, Noah was the one who would never admit Jocelyn was his wife.

Noah was also the one who would sneer at the mention of her name. Now why had everything

changed all of a sudden?

So that was a slap in Noah's face, right?

He couldn't understand Mr. Mason's thoughts. Tom quickly followed Noah's footsteps again.

In the middle of the living room, Noah suddenly paused, "Tom..."