My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 29

She wanted to find Noah and return the five hundred thousand in compensation to him, but then she remembered that he had never given her his contact information.

She had forgotten to give him the money because of all the messy things that had happened during the day, and because he had left in such a hurry.

Now that she remembered, she couldn't give it to him, so now she could only hope that she would meet him next time.

If she met him next time, she must return the money to him.

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At ten o'clock in the morning, Jocelyn slept until she woke up naturally.

She stretched out comfortably on the big fluffy bed, and then sat up slowly.

The black curly hair hung down in a slightly messy manner, adding to her sense of laziness. At the moment, she looked like a white Persian cat lying on a summer afternoon, lazy and noble.

Jocelyn slowly glanced at the phone, which was ringing, on her bed and saw that it was an unknown number, so she picked it up.

Immediately after, a familiar voice filled her ears, "I'm at your door, come out."

It was him, Noah.

Perhaps he had come to ask for money? Thinking of this, Jocelyn immediately got out of bed, gently rubbed her hair and responded, "Wait a minute, I'll wash up first."

After another night of recovery, coupled with the medication, her feet had completely healed.

So, she then quickly ran into the bathroom and washed up.

She then hastily combed her hair, went to the cloakroom and found an aqua blue turtleneck jumper, a pair of light blue jeans and a long white down jacket to put on, before driving straight to the door in her black Mercedes business car.

The ordinary dress, coupled with the pure face with no makeup at all, still cannot cover her beauty.

Because it had just snowed, the courtyard was white, like a clean and dreamy place.

As the car pulled out, the first thing she saw was the man.

He was wearing a mid-length dark blue tweed coat with a white shirt and black tie, as well as black trousers and black leather shoes, standing next to a red Maserati.

He looked like a business elite at the top of the world, or a noble prince at a noble feast.

The tree's trunk was covered in thick white snow, and at a glance, it looked as if a tree of pear blossoms was in bloom, with snowflakes fluttering like petals when the breeze blew over.

Such a picture made him look particularly good, obviously the surrounding scenery was beautiful, the street was beautiful, but in front of him all became a background.

Looking closely, Jocelyn found that the sports car beside him was exactly the same as the one she had originally owned.

It was brand new, and it didn't even have a license plate.

She was puzzled: what was he doing? Was he here to pay for the car?

Noah spotted Jocelyn and his cool gaze fell directly on her face through the windscreen.

Jocelyn immediately got out of the car and walked towards him, asking, "Noah, what is this?"

Noah directly put the car keys in her hand and said, "It's to pay for your car."

"This car is for me? Are you crazy? Didn't I say you don’t have to pay for it? Where did you get the money?" Jocelyn was stunned.

A person like him probably didn't have much money, at most, a thousand or eight million.

After all, he wasn't the boss, he was just a leader who followed the boss.

Her car was worth more than seven million, how come he bought it? He had spent all his savings, right? Thinking of this, Jocelyn immediately felt sorry.