My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 61

Noah got into the car at a brisk pace.

As soon as he sat in, a gust of cold air was brought into the car.

Tom, who was already asleep in the driver's seat, heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes.

Quickly holding up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he first glanced at the time and then glanced through the car's interior mirror at the haughty man in the back seat.

"Mr. Mason, your wife has been teaching you about medicine taught up to now?" Tom had an incredulous look on his face.

"Yes."

"And then you were obedient and learn it until now?" Tom was now increasingly suspicious that he was in a dream.

When he thought of Mr. Mason sitting like a primary school student and listening attentively to his wife, he felt incredulous.

When had he been so well behaved?

"You have a problem with it?" Noah raised his brows coldly and looked at Tom's face through the car's interior mirror.

Tom felt a chill run down his back and said solemnly, "No, I wouldn't dare, I'm just curious, what did your wife teach you?"

"Look, smell, ask and feel." With those words, he closed his eyes, rubbing his brow lightly with one hand.

"You are so busy daily and you actually listened to this obediently for so long?" Tom asked again, before starting the car.

He really felt that this was amazing.

"You are talkative." He said coldly.

"..." Tom drew in a cold breath, not daring to say more about the topic.

"By the way, President seems to be upset today because of what you did." Tom added.

"Tell him that I have something important to do, and I will pay him a personal visit later." Noah looked as normal and his tone was bland.

"Why?" Tom was completely confused.

"Not your business!" He said, the corner of his mouth curled in a playful manner.

Tom was instantly dumbfounded.

"Well ..." Tom said cautiously.

"Any more nonsense, I will send you to the mountains to support the construction of Griffin Hope Primary School."

Tom was completely dumbfounded and drove in silence.

"I will explain to president." He added.

"Okay." Tom nodded heavily, not daring to say one more word.

He really felt that Mrs. Mason was really impressive.

Not only was she able to change Mr. Mason’ character, but she was also able to make him go to those big international brands for custom-made clothes in order to keep a low profile, and even put off the President's invitation for him.

Thinking about the clothes made him even more depressed.

Some time ago when he went to those brands for custom-made clothes and told the heads of the brands that Mr. Mason had asked for their brand of clothes to be labeled as miscellaneous, the head of each brand had a strange expression on his face.

He guessed if it wasn't for the fact that he was Noah Mason, they would have been scolded.

"Tom."

"Yes."

"Where is my smallest house?"

"The smallest is the two-storey villa in the Wonhay District. And in the Waterfront, there is a building has an area of one hundred square feet."

"These are too big and the location is too good."

"There is not smaller." Tom shook his head.

"Go get it." Noah opened his eyes, looked at Tom's face in the car mirror.

"What kind?" Tom looked confused.

"Something with an area of sixty to seventy square feet, cheaper, more remote in location. A second-hand house is fine."