My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 297

"Your brother said Dad wouldn't be there, so I guess he's up to something." Jocelyn said.

"No, you do me a favor, if you ask, Dad will say yes."

"I'll try, why don't you go and say it yourself?" Jocelyn asked.

"He wouldn't say yes to me. When I first entered the entertainment industry, he was very disapproving and even swept me off my house. It was only later that he couldn't argue with me and only after my mother's various efforts did we reconcile and I came back home again.

But even so, for so many years actually my dad was not particularly supportive of my career, he always wanted me to work in Griffin Group in his heart, even if not in Griffin Group, he also wanted me to get my own company or something.

He always thought that being a star was a bad job, that all I did every day was messing around, and that I was even relying on my face for a youthful living.

So I hope he will come and see me in concert once, so that he can see the results of my hard work over the years and to show him that I didn't get to where I am today entirely by using only my face."

Ryan said it seriously word by word, his eyes full of sincerity.

Jocelyn could understand Every word he said, she knew how much Ryan actually yearned to be recognized by his own father inside, he wanted to show his own father his strength through this concert, let his father see his efforts over the years.

It also made his own father have a change of heart about his career.

Jocelyn instantly snapped her fingers with alacrity, "Leave it to me."

"Thank you , will you go?" Ryan asked, looking at her.

"I'll be there."

At these words, the corners of Ryan's mouth once again curved up into a gentle curve.

His smile was clean and pure, as friendly as if he had been a senior in college.

"I'm going out first then, I got something to do." Ryan stood up, straightening the suit on his body.

Jocelyn nodded.

Ryan then strode out in style.

After he left, Jocelyn looked at the time and it was almost noon.

Thinking of her appointment with her father, she called to remind Noah, and after a quick make-up fix, she drove straight to the Murphy’s.

As her car drove up to the entrance of the Murphy's, through the rear-view mirror, she saw Noah's black Bentley Elegance racing towards her location.

The car was as close as it could get.

Instead of driving in immediately, she stopped the car and waited for him.

In the Bentley Elegance, Noah looked at the Maserati with doting eyes and tenderness under his eyes.

Soon he pulled up next to her and half lowered the window.

Jocelyn also quickly half lowered her car window.

The two smiled at each other before they stepped on the accelerator together and entered the house one after the other.

The two of them got out of the car together at the entrance of the main building, while Noah carried a gift and walked up to Jocelyn.

Jocelyn saw that it was a classic Patek Philippe model.

Her mouth immediately curled into a gentle smile, "It's just a casual dinner at home, you don't really need to bring anything."

"It is my duty to honour my father-in-law." He smiled and took her hand in his, leading her in the door with him.

When the two entered, Sara and Allen were sitting on the sofa, sipping tea.

Seeing them enter, the same smile immediately appeared on the faces of both men.

It was just that no matter how softly Sara smiled, Jocelyn always felt eerie.

Jocelyn smiled in the same way, taking the male by the arm and walking all the way to them.

Noah took the lead and placed the gift in front of Allen, "Dad, this is for you."

"Thank you, Noah, I have been wanted this watch, it's never been in stock." Allen picked up the watch , looking at it carefully.

Like the elderly, Allen couldn't have been happier to receive a gift from her own son-in-law.

Looking at the warm and happy look of the few of them, at this moment, Sara felt like an outsider.

Sara's heart came to be more and more uncomfortable.

All of it was very different from what she had initially envisaged.

Jocelyn took Noah's hand and sat down next to Allen.

"Sara, hurry up and go cook. Cook something that Noah and Jocelyn like to eat." Allen looked at Sara and said.

"Okay, I will cook." Said Sara, then turned around and went into the kitchen with a smile.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, her face immediately went cold.

After Sara left, Allen then held Jocelyn's hand and complained, "Even you want to keep a low profile, you can't hide everything from me."

Jocelyn leaned her head on Allen's shoulder, put her hands on Allen's arm and said, "I'm sorry, Dad."

"Well, you're forgiven, I didn't call you here today to question you, I want to know what's going on with that Phoebe and Henry?" Allen added.

He had wanted to ask yesterday.

But there were too many guests, so he could only leave it behind. After seeing them off, and being too tired, he went home first.

Jocelyn explained everything she had heard from Henry, all of it to Allen.

After hearing that, Allen became furious and slapped the sofa fiercely, "Phoebe was outrage."

"Okay, okay, don't get angry, this is all behind us." Jocelyn said as she gently stroked his heart.

"In my case, it won't be behind. Even if you did lie to me, she can't expose it in front of so many people. What is this trying to do? Isn't this just an attempt to ruin you?" The more Allen said, the angrier he became.

Looking at Allen like this, Jocelyn's heart was warmed, "Okay dad, don't be angry."

Allen frowned deeply, "It's really deserved that the Steward’s has fallen to such a state now."

Thinking about that image of Phoebe make a fool of herself at the banquet, to this day Allen still feels good.

"That woman is very stupid. She doesn't really think that she can ruin you, does she? Even if it's true, at most your reputation will be tarnished and our Murphy family will lose reputation, it won't change anything." Allen snorted coldly.

His words filled Jocelyn's heart with consternation.

This was something she definitely did not expect.

"Will you not expel me from your home? Never acknowledge me as a female liar again." Jocelyn asked.

"You're my daughter, even if you made a mistake, you're still my daughter. I will be fine even if I got pissed off. And if, indeed, you did do something like that, I'm sure you must also have your reason." Allen gently stroked Jocelyn's head, with the look of a doting father.

Jocelyn's nose went sore, and her heart was full of emotion and guilt, intertwined and flowing.