My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 55 Lease Them At Eleven

Tom froze for three seconds, completely unable to believe his eyes anymore.

Mr. Mason really wasn't like this before.

At this time the game screen suddenly turned grey and the screen displayed: you have been killed.

Noah ignored it and his cool gaze was once again placed back on Tom's face.

Tom immediately returned to his original respectful and serious appearance, lowering his head and

saying, "The person who started the rumor has now been found, he is a top hacker and has now

honestly confessed, he said that everything was ordered by Gloria."

"I heard that this time it was your wife who found his fake IP and tracked down his real location. I really

didn't expect her to be a computer expert, this is too remarkable."

The corner of Noah's mouth hooked slightly, but he didn't say anything, he didn't expect her to have this

kind of skill.

"Now as long as the Murphy’s issues a statement and brings out all the proof, everything will be fine."

Tom said carefully.

"Go on." Noah was as cold as ever, his eyes were as deep as the sea, making it impossible for people

to guess his emotions.

"As for the woman who deliberately made the scene at the Faraday Apartments, it has now been

confirmed that it was Gloria who ordered her to do so."

"Gloria and her mother are both in the police station and are being interrogated. Gloria has taken all the

blame on herself, insisting that Sara knew nothing."

"Sara will soon be let go home because no concrete evidence can be found to prove her involvement."

"Gloria is a pregnant woman, she'll be sentenced, but it's usually outside of prison."

"Tell them to find a way to hold Gloria until eleven o'clock on her wedding day." Noah said coldly, before

taking a puff of his cigarette with grace and elegance.

"Yes, Mr. Mason!"

Tom felt his scalp tingling, thinking that Mr. Mason was really ruthless in this move.

If she was released at eleven o'clock that day, how messy would it be for Gloria and her mother?

And how bad luck would it be to go straight from the cell to the wedding venue? But he found this way

of dealing with it a real relief.

"Don't they have a lot of time on their hands? Give them something to do." Noah's tone was firm, and

his eyes were as cold as an old pool.

"Yes, I'll go arrange it."

"And."

"Whatever you say."

"Get the video of Gloria admitting her guilt and put it online all over the internet on the day of the

wedding." Noah added.

"Yes." Tom instantly sucked in a cold breath, not expecting this to be even more ruthless.

"Go ahead."

Tom nodded respectfully before quickly walking outside.

When he reached the door, Tom paused and turned to look at Noah, "By the way, Mr. Mason, you have

been invited to the state banquet tomorrow night, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"Mm." Noah took another drag of his cigarette, his gaze placed on the computer screen through the

lingering smoke, and continued to operate the game.

Tom left straight away.

His teammates on the team kept cursing and swearing about the hang-up.

Isatis: Is this the quality from the second best player in the country? If you don't want to play, don't play,

OK?

Oceans: I'll sue you later, punk.

Thehun: You have no heart, wish you always fail in the game.

He lightly pinched his eyebrows, silently replied a few words, "Don't bullshit."

He then went up in minutes, fighting two, and eventually the opposite top player died a horrible death,

while his blood bar only went down by a third.

The teammates changed their attitudes. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Isatis: You are really awesome.

Thehun: Take back my words, you are good.

Miew: Are you a boy or a girl? If you are a boy, do you want to have an online relationship?

Noah ignored it, continued with his game. His long, bony hands were tapping the mouse quickly, and

the moves were being released in a flowing manner.

He was playing a game, but with the feeling of playing the piano, like the most elegant and cold killer.

Soon after, the game was won, Noah directly quit and started matching teammates, and opened the

dialog box between himself and Jocelyn in WeChat.

After pausing on the screen for a few seconds, his eyes narrowed slightly and he typed down a line,

"The book has been memorized, then what?"

On the other side, Jocelyn was also waiting to be matched with a teammate.

Her phone suddenly vibrated, and her gaze immediately fell on the phone screen.

Seeing the content from Noah, her eyes were instantly filled with consternation.

In such a short period of time, he had actually memorised all those books? Was he unforgettable? How

else could he have done it?

She thought she had a good memory, but it had taken her a whole week to memorise them, so he was

impressive.

Jocelyn immediately picked up her phone and typed back very seriously, "Really?"

"Yes." He replied.

"All of it? It's only been a few days."

"Yes."

"So are you free tomorrow night? I'd like to teach you some more things in person." Jocelyn asked.

"Okay."

"I won't bother you then, good night."

"Good night."

Her fingers unconsciously flipped upwards to their previous chats, and every time he replied to her, it

was always one word.

This man was definitely the most chill she had ever seen.

In the game, the match was completed.

She immediately put her phone down and put her eyes on the game, picking a Aatrox and preparing to

play top laner.

While waiting for the game to start, the name 'All the Way North' on the opposite team caught her

attention.

She still had an impression of this name, as his name was always under her name, and was a well-

known good player in the national service of this game.

She remembered that this person liked to fight her one-on-one every time she came across him, and

although she won every time, it was hard. This was definitely a top operation monster, and she enjoyed

fighting with people like this.

After entering the game, she went to the top lane with All the Way to the North, and her opponent was

playing Camille.

He saw her and didn't even kill their soldiers, but rushed straight up.

Jocelyn immediately began to operate her mouse and keyboard at a rapid pace, her hand speed

soaring.

After a series of movement, she managed to kill him, when they both had little blood.

On the other side, Noah saw the grey game screen and helplessly held up his forehead.

If his skills had been released just faster than hers, and if his positioning had been better, he would

have won.

Who the hell was this Seven? Why was it so powerful?

The knock on the door sounded, followed by Allie walking over with a cup of hot milk.

Seeing Noah's data in the game, Allie couldn't help but come over and sit directly on the arm of the

chair, "This is only the beginning and you're dead? Why are you so useless?"

When she saw the opposite ID, she instantly changed her tone, "It's Seven? That's normal, no one can

beat her, even those professional players can't do it one-on-one with her."

"You know it so well?" Noah asked indifferently as he continued his fight with Seven.

"I'm a veteran player of this game, okay? How could I not know about it? I'm really curious about who

this is, is it a man or a woman? I truly adore it."

Speaking of this topic, Allie's eyes were imprinted with glittering starlight, she was like an eighteen year

old gaming girl.