My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 94 The Best Mother-in-law

"So the dish I cooked that day was sweet?" Jocelyn was a bit in disbelief.

If that was the case it wouldn't be edible at all, right?

"Yes." Noah said lightly, that sweet dinner really impressed him.

"That's not edible at all, is it? Sorry." Jocelyn was embarrassed.

"It is delicious." Noah said.

"How can it be delicious? That's sugar." Although she had never eaten a purely sweet dish, she could

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"I like it sweet." He said.

Jocelyn was warmed by him.

Noah was cold on the outside, but he was still quite warm on the inside and was very good at

comforting and taking care of people.

"Alright, don't say anything against your will. Seriously, you should have poured out all the food that

day."

"No." He said again.

Jocelyn was shocked.

"Then ...... you ate it?" Jocelyn asked tentatively.

"Yeah."

Jocelyn instantly gave him a thumbs up, "Awesome."

"Is it sweet enough?" Noah changed the subject and his chin lifted lightly towards her lemonade.

Jocelyn took a taste.

The sweetness was just right.

The faint fragrance of lemon mixed with the sweet and sour taste spread out in the mouth.

She smiled and gave him a thumbs up, "Nice."

He hooked his lips, put the condiment box back and sat beside her quietly sipping the lemonade.

After drinking the lemonade, Jocelyn left.

After getting into the car, Jocelyn didn't rush to leave, but glanced at her phone.

When she didn't see anyone looking for her, she tapped on Weibo to take a look at the hot search.

As soon as she went up, she saw that #Joseph was sentenced to prison for a month# was on the

second of the hot searches.

She clicked in and took a look.

The first article was a statement from the police station in the area where Joseph's house was located,

regarding Joseph's treatment.

The statement was posted after 8pm.

The number of comments had already exceeded five million because it was the peak period for internet

traffic.

All this was expected, so she didn't feel too surprised.

Joseph's affair had become a big deal, causing widespread concern among netizens, who were

chasing the progress of things at the police station every day.

So even if there was no one behind it, it was bound to be a hot topic.

The Steward family wanted to suppress it, but the police station would not dare at all.

The comment section was still exploding with emotion, with everyone cursing Joseph as hard as they

can.

"Scummy and violent man, I hope you die early and don't waste oxygen by living."

"Today is another day of being pissed off by scum, violent maniac die a violent death soon, vomit!!!"

"Scum, you listen, we did not go to your wedding, but we will certainly hold flowers in a red dress to

your funeral."

Jocelyn could not help but laugh at these comments.

Turning her head, she noticed that the night was exceptionally beautiful, even if the air was fragrant.

After a long and comfortable breath, Jocelyn exited Joseph's hot search and took a look at the rest of

the content on the hot search.

The top ten of the hot search list was almost all occupied by Joseph, Gloria and the Steward’s.

The picture was still spectacular.

The cursing in it continued and never stopped.

The netizens still shared the same hatred, treating the Steward’s, Joseph and Gloria like a thorn in their

side.

As her eyes moved to the official blog of a financial news channel she followed, Jocelyn saw the

following news about Stewart’s group that had just been released.

"Because of the impact of the use of expired ingredients in one of Stewart’s factories, as well as all the

dark information about Joseph and Gloria, and the Griffin Group's plan to withdraw its capital from

Stewart’s

It is understood that William, the eldest son of the Steward family, has re-emerged to try to help

Stewart’s turn the situation around and Stewart’s is now actively cooperating with the relevant

authorities in their inspections."

This news revealed two important messages.

Firstly, the Griffin Group's will make an already difficult situation even more difficult to clean up.

Secondly, Joseph's position as president will be lost, and the position of Steward family's president will

definitely return to William's hands.

Everything was going in the direction she had expected, and it was not going off track at all.

Jocelyn let out a long breath, started the car and turned on the music channel.

A soft piano song, which was incomparably suitable for the current atmosphere, filled her ears.

The soothing tune made her mood more and more comfortable and relaxed.

The sky was again covered with fine snowflakes.

The night was picturesque.

......

Not long after Jocelyn left, Tom entered Noah's house.

"The chairman just called you and you didn't answer, so, he called me here." Tom said respectfully

towards the man who was smoking on the sofa.

The man looked lazy, leaning against the backrest, took a puff of smoke and slowly exhaled, "My

father? What is wrong?"

His phone had just run out of battery, so he had left it in the bedroom to charge, thinking that he should

have accidentally muted it, which was why he hadn't heard his father's call.

"He said that your mother had told him about you and your wife, your wife's feud with Joseph and

Gloria, and about you and Joseph."

"He asked me to take his place and express his deep approval of your actions, and the chairman also

said that you should keep up the good work and not think too much about what you want to do, he has

your back."

Tom spoke carefully word by word.

Noah's parents were definitely the best in-laws he had ever met, bar none.

"Okay." Noah said.

"The chairman also said that your wife is pathetic, and he hopes that you will treat her well, and if you

dare to treat her badly, he will ......"

Noah's eyebrows lightly raised, and he asked with interest, "What?"

"Let the position of the President of Griffin Group change to someone else, in addition to that he has to

return to his country to personally ......" Tom wanted to say something, but it was really difficult to

speak.

"Hands on what?"

"Kill you." Tom said again.

The curve of Noah's mouth gradually deepened, "Got it."

"The chairman also said that although he couldn't figure out what exactly you were playing with Mrs.

Mason, he hoped that you would step up your game and let him hold his first grandchild soon." Tom

added.

"Got it." Noah said.

Just at this time, Tom's phone vibrated again.

Scott Mason's call came in.

Tom immediately pressed answer respectfully, subconsciously glanced at Noah, and said, "Chairman."

"Have you seen Noah?"

"Yes, he is by my side."

"Put him on phone." His tone was exactly the same as Noah's.

Tom carefully handed the phone to Noah.

Noah took a drag on his cigarette, "Dad."