My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 307

"Just that Arya I brought with me, she hit Jocelyn all over with the wine, and even slapped Paige." Robert gave a truthful account, with an apprehensive look on his face.

Abel did not say anything, pulled Paige to the front of the sofa, forcibly dragged her to sit down.

He then skilfully took a few ice cubes from the bucket of ice on the table, picked up another wet towel on the table and wrapped it around the ice cubes, and gently pressed it onto Paige's face.

The slightest hint of coolness spread, diminishing the burning sensation on her face.

"Thanks." Paige said, but her attitude remained bland.

"You are welcome." Abel crossed his legs.

Without another word, Paige took the ice towel and continued to apply ice.

Noah looked at Robert and his face suddenly turned cold, "In the future, don't bring in just anyone to play with."

Robert nodded repeatedly and stepped forward to make amends, "Yes, yes, I know, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Did that woman beat you?" Noah asked, looking at Jocelyn.

Jocelyn shook her head.

Only then did Noah say nothing more, pulling Jocelyn back to Harry and sitting down beside him.

Harry nodded politely towards Jocelyn, "Hello, Jocelyn."

Jocelyn smiled, "Hello."

Harry nodded towards Paige.

Paige also nodded towards him as a greeting.

Robert awkwardly touched the back of his head and sat down next to Abel and Paige, "No one of the women I played with is not gentle enough as Zoe."

Abel, "Then from now on, we'll just take Zoe out."

Robert, "How is that possible?"

Their conversation, though uncomfortable for Jocelyn to hear, did not come as much of a surprise.

There are many, many playboys in high society.

Those playboys, like Robert, like to embrace many women.

Jocelyn didn't interrupt the whole time, just sat silently next to Noah.

"Jocelyn, do you guys want anything to drink?" Robert looked at Jocelyn and then at Paige, "I'll pay for the entire consumption today as an apology."

"I'll drink this." Jocelyn casually took a cocktail from the table and shook it.

"I won't drink." Paige said.

"So boring, who sings a song?" Harry looked at Robert and said.

"I'll." Robert readily picked up the microphone.

"Forget it, can you sing well? Don't pollute my Paige and Jocelyn's ears." Abel said no.

Robert frowned in dissatisfaction, "What are you saying ? How come I can’t sing well?"

Abel, "Don't you have any idea in your own mind?"

Robert, "It is even comparable to heavenly music, okay?"

Abel, "......"

Harry, "It's slightly too much, Robert."

Jocelyn, "Robert, let's hear your heavenly voice."

Robert, "Well, what do you want to hear?"

Paige couldn't help but open her mouth, "The Best Year?"

Robert nodded cheerfully, "OK, I can sing this song very well."

Abel gave him a direct blank stare.

Robert quickly picked up the microphone, while then picked up the tablet beside him and ordered The Best Year.

The song soon appeared on the big screen beside them.

Robert began, following the rhythm and singing carefully.