My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 315

"Iris ...... you're so like her." He chanted in a low voice, frowning.

In all his years, he had seen millions of people, but never, ever, had he seen anyone who resembled Iris like that.

The resemblance between them is as high as eighty percent.

This name made sure of her suspicions.

The words that filled her ears made her more and more sure of her suspicions, and she even felt that this Iris should be a woman he used to love very, very much, and for some reason he had lost her.

And she just happened to look like that woman a lot.

Jocelyn's heart instantly lit up with endless hope.

She took a deep breath and continued to desperately press her desire, pleading again, "Can you spare me for the sake of, I have a similar face to her? I will repay you."

"What makes you think that I'll let you off the hook because you look like her?" He looked earnestly at her face.

"Because of the look in your eyes, and the tone of your voice." Jocelyn took a deep breath and spoke carefully, her eyes intensely probing.

"Okay, I'll let you off," he responded without thinking.

He then took a small white pill from the drawer and brought it to her lips.

Jocelyn did not open her mouth, fearing that it would be harmful to her, and her teeth closed tightly.

"It's the antidote. If you don't eat it, do you think I'll be able to hold it when the medicine really kicks in on you later?" He added, "I'm going to count to three, and if you don't eat it, I'm really going to do it to you."

Jocelyn opened her mouth at once, and dutifully took the medicine.

The crisp, minty aroma spreads through the mouth and in the mouth, there is a little more sweetness.

Small pills dissolve in the mouth.

Soon she regained her breath and the cravings all over her body disappeared instantly.

This feeling is like being in the heat of summer, when you are so hot that someone suddenly pours a bucket of cold water on you, cool and comfortable.

He really wasn't lying.

"I'm not lying to you, am I?" A smile crossed his lips, and the tears under his eyes disappeared.

Jocelyn nodded gently and asked tentatively, "Can you take me off the boat?"

"Because you resemble Iris?" He asked, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at her.

"Well, is that okay?" Jocelyn asked cautiously.

Now they are on a vast ocean.

If he didn't help her leave, there was absolutely no way she would be able to do so.

"It's possible." he said, "But, don't you want to get your revenge before you go?"

"And you're going to help me get revenge?" Jocelyn was filled with confusion.

She hadn't thought at all that he could go so far because of her face.

Inwardly, she can't even help but wonder if he has some other purpose.

After all, she had no idea what kind of temperament he had as a person, what the bottom line was.

"Well, don't think too much about it, just for the sake of that face of yours, I know your suspicions and I will prove them to you." With that, he then ordered coldly towards the door, "Someone come."

The next second the door opened.

A bald middle-aged man opened the door and stood respectfully at the door, "Mr. Carter, what are your orders?"

"Go and bring Ada and her men to me." After that, he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, propping himself up on the bed with one lazy hand.

As the mist swirled around him, the banditry intensified.

Taking a deep breath of his cigarette, he dropped his gaze to her face once again, only his emotions were no longer showing, "My name is Lois Carter."

"My name is Jocelyn Murphy." Jocelyn said.

He took another drag from his cigarette as he picked up the remote control in his hand and flicked the switch to the large screen next to him.

Soon a number of surveillance images from the cruise ship appeared on the big screen.

He tapped directly on the deck and zoomed in to full screen.

On top of the deck, Ada sits smugly on the sofa, relaxing and sipping her wine.

With a glass of wine, she was in a better mood.

A large group of blonde, blue-eyed black men surrounded her, making her look like a queen on high.

"Jocelyn, the little bitch, is really dead now." Ada laughed softly, poured a glass of red wine again and drained it in one go.

The corners of the mouths of the people in black around her also immediately curved up in satisfaction.

"This time, she will have to suffer this. The Eastern concept is very conservative and often when a woman is raped, everyone will laugh at that woman when it is exposed.

So she would never dare to expose it. Ms. Ada, not only will you be able to export your anger without spending any money, but you will also be able to use her body to get what you want." A man in black said.

"Hahaha, that's for sure. What a fucking relief!" Ada laughed again, "Do you guys think Jocelyn is aggravated now? Hahaha, she really deserved it."

The thought that Jocelyn could be crying and begging for Mr. Carter right now made her feel all her sinews relax.

"I wonder if she'll have nerve to go back and face her husband after being raped," Ada snorted again.

Looking up, at the blanket of night.

She felt better about the night.

Jocelyn looked at Ada's arrogant, smug face on the screen and listened to her conversation with her men, and the hatred in her heart began to spread wildly again.

Her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Noticing her reaction, the man patted the back of her hand lightly, "Don't worry, I will avenge you."

Just then, the middle-aged bald man with a large group of black-clad men came directly to Ada and his own men and surrounded them firmly.

Soon they all pulled out their guns and pointed them at Ada and her group.

Ada stood up with a horrified look on her face, her eyes full of disbelief, "What are you doing?"

However, as soon as her words left her mouth, the middle-aged man gave a cold grunt and waved his hand towards the black-clad man beside him.

In the next second, they were neatly aiming their guns at the backs of Ada's and several of their heads.

Ada and the others put their hands up in a straightforward gesture of surrender.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man turned around and headed below deck.

His men, on the other hand, were pushing Ada at gunpoint as they followed down the road.

The scene was so clear to Jocelyn in front of the big screen that she felt so happy!

All those anger that had been pent up in her heart for a long time were completely vented out at once.

After about a few minutes had passed, the door was opened.

Ada and her men were all wheeled into the room.

Seeing Jocelyn unharmed, Ada was confused. Did Mr. Carter finish so soon?