My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 739

"What is it?" Noah looked at Jocelyn with interest, his eyes were full of seriousness and inquiry.

"Before, Billy didn't seem to like playing League of Legends, and even once told me that computer games were inconvenient to play."

"I think that he suddenly started playing this must be because Camille likes it."

"I remember Camille told me before that Billy likes to drag her along to play the game whenever he has time."

"Moreover, every time he said he wanted to play the support position. Someone who doesn't like playing the support position at all, yet he took the initiative to say he would play the support for Camille."

"Can you believe me if I say this is not fishy?" Jocelyn continued to analyze carefully.

After listening to this, Noah's eyes narrowed slightly, he thought deeply for a moment, and said, "It's indeed like this."

"So, I think that Billy must like Camille, and Camille seems to be extra slow to realize this."

"But it doesn't matter, as long as Billy really loves her, sooner or later, he will confess to her, let's not worry about this." Jocelyn continued and added.

Noah nodded, "Okay."

"We just pretend we don't know anything, the relationship is a matter between the two of them, it's not good for us to get too involved." Jocelyn advised.

"Got it."

"Okay."

"Going up to rest?"

"Yes."

As soon as Jocelyn's words left her mouth, Noah carefully carried her and went upstairs.

Every movement he made, every step he took, was careful.

When he returned to his room, Noah turned on the light and laid Jocelyn gently on the big fluffy white silk bed.

"You sit for a while, I'll put on the bath water. Right, inform my father-in-law, so that he will be happy too." Noah said with a smile.

"Okay."

Noah them walked in the bathroom, while Jocelyn lied in bed, ready to listen to music.

Opening the music app, she casually clicked on a song and played it to the baby.

As she listened to the song, Ryan sent her a message, "Congratulations."

Jocelyn slightly hooked her lips and typed a response, "Thank you, for the tonic."

"No need to thank." Ryan typed again in response.

Jocelyn returned a smiling emoji.

Ryan, on the other hand, did not continue to reply back to her.

On the other end of the phone, in the presidential suite of the seven-star hotel, Roman Holiday, located in the heart of the City, Ryan was sitting on the huge open balcony, elegantly sipping wine while browsing Jocelyn's moments.

At this very moment, there was a knock on the door.

The knocking sounded several times in succession before Ryan could hear it.