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?"