My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 301

And then she sent photos to Phoebe.

It was accompanied by a quote they had discussed in advance, "I am desperate, please tell Joseph, I'll go first."

She then closed her eyes.

On the other hand, in the living room of the Stewart family, Phoebe received the photo and quickly called the hospital.

And then she called Allen, "Gloria killed herself, just now we came out of your house, she said she wanted to go around the mall alone, so I let her go, but she just sent me a message with a picture of her slitting her wrists, with a message, saying she was desperate and had to go first, and asked me to tell Joseph for her."

As soon as Allen heard this, he jerked up from the sofa, his face instantly gloomy to the extreme, "Where is it?"

"Based on the background, it's Everland Hotel, her picture shows the pillow with the words Everland Hotel on it, I've called the hospital and explained the situation."

Without another word, Allen simply slipped his phone into his pocket and quickly rushed out.

Seeing this, Sara immediately put on her shoes and ran out with them, asking, "What's wrong?"

"Gloria committed suicide," Allen said, and rushed up to the black Audi at the door.

Sara, with a horrified look on her face, followed straight after.

Intuition told Sara that it was definitely Phoebe who had instructed Gloria to do this, in order to give Gloria the capital to force Allen to convince Jocelyn.

When she thought of this, Sara's heart immediately went cold.

The Stewart family, who will do anything to get what they want, have made Gloria go to desperate lengths!

And her daughter was stupid enough to take the initiative without consulting her!

Thinking of this, Sara immediately cried and looked at Allen next to her, "Look, it's all because of you. If you hadn't stimulated Gloria like that, Gloria would definitely not have done this. Gosh, my heart hurts."

After saying that, Sara then covered the part of her body that she had originally injured blocking the knife for Allen, deliberately attracting Allen's heartache.

What else could she do now that things were like this?

She could only go along with her foolish daughter, and that wicked Phoebe!

Seeing this scene, Allen looked anxious, "Take it easy, she committed suicide at Everland Hotel, let's rush there first."

Allen stepped on the accelerator and the car immediately sped out.

Allen did not say a word, his heart aching.

"For the sake of Gloria, can you just ask Jocelyn for mercy? Why do you have to be so heartless?"

Sara continued to cry.

"All right! Shut up!" Allen chided impatiently.

Only then did Sara shut her mouth in fear and began to continue to cover her heart, crying continuously.

Seeing the way she was covering her heart, Allen didn't have the heart to continue saying anything and let out a long sigh, patted her shoulder lightly and said soothingly, "Okay, okay, let's leave that first, it's important to go see Gloria."

On their side, in Noah's office, it was in a peace state.

Noah worked.

Jocelyn played the game.

Both were quiet and neither disturbed the other.

Noah was busy for a while, then he raised his head and looked at Jocelyn. Seeing how happy she was playing, he didn't disturb her, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Allie, "I'll go back with Jocelyn for dinner tonight."

No sooner had he sent this message than Allie's call came.

Noah answered it.

"Back for dinner? Then ask Jocelyn what she wants to eat, I will prepare now," Allie's voice was full of joy.

"OK, I'll ask."

"And ask Jocelyn what she wants to drink, red wine or something else? If it's red wine, ask what brand she wants so I can get it out in advance." Allie added.

"Why don't you ask me what kind of wine I'd like?" Noah joked.

"What business is it of mine what kind of wine you want to drink?" Allie added, "Now my heart is full of Jocelyn."

At this moment, Noah felt as if Jocelyn was his mother's real daughter.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up in a shallow curve, "Got it, I will ask."

"Get back to me as soon as you have the answer, wait, forget it, I'll call Jocelyn myself, no need for you."

"Jocelyn's playing a game, don't call her."

"Forget it then, when she's done playing, you ask and you get back to me when you're done."

"Got it."

Noah hung up the phone and looked at the woman on the sofa.

Seeing that she was still playing the game, he put Allie's question, for the time being, to one side.

And he went back to work.

After a around of game, Jocelyn put the laptop aside.

Noah raised his eyes just in time to see the scene, so he beckoned towards her, "Come here."

Jocelyn obediently walked over to him and he naturally pulled her into his lap and asked, "Mum asked what you want to eat tonight and what you wanted to drink, she is overjoyed to know you are going back."

At his words, Jocelyn was full of joy, "Well, I want to eat all the dishes that Mom made, but let's not drink tonight, don't we have to meet your friend?"

"Okay, then I'll tell her." Noah picked up his phone and sent what Jocelyn said over.

Allie immediately repled OK.

"She said that you are in her heart." Noah said.

Jocelyn's heart warmed, "I'm honoured."

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Jocelyn subconsciously wanted to get up, but just as she was about to, Noah dominantly pressed her back into his lap, "Sit here."

"Please come in." Noah said to the door.

The door opened and Tom walked in respectfully.

Seeing this scene in front of his desk, Tom immediately lowered his head in embarrassment before coughing lightly and walking all the way to Noah.

Jocelyn struggled to get up again, yet Noah would not allow it.

She felt embarrassed.

"Something wrong?" Noah asked.

"William is down there, wants to see you." Tom said.

"No."

Tom nodded respectfully, and then went straight out the door.

Once he left, Jocelyn stood up and prepared to go on with the game.

Before she could take a step forward, however, he picked her up and placed her on the desk, bracing his hands against it and putting his arms around her body.

"What are you doing? ......"