My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 489 Strange Characters

The Stewart family looked very sad, only that tears could not be seen in their eyes.

Jocelyn knew very well in her heart that the family's grief was nothing more than an act.

In the Stewart family, there was not a single person who would really be sad for Gloria.

But even so, she still did not feel sympathy for Gloria.

Everyone had to take responsibility for what they had done, and once she had been unkind to people

when she was alive, she would not receive kindness from others after her death.

Allen didn't say a word, just listened quietly to the Stewart family's words, his eyes vacant as he looked

at the posthumous photos of the two.

It was a difficult moment for him.

Although he hated both of them, he was still in pain at this moment, looking at their coffins and their

posthumous photos.

Looking at her father in such a state, Jocelyn's heart was also hard to the extreme.

Jocelyn hugged Allen tightly and carefully comforted him, "Dad, don’t be so sad."

Allen nodded, but still did not speak.

The Stewart family let out a long sigh of feigned sadness, and then together, they retreated to the side

and stood there quietly in silence.

After they left, Noah also silently squatted down and patted Allen's shoulder, comforting him, "Dad,

don’t be too sad."

Allen nodded once again.

After a long time, Allen looked at Jocelyn and Noah's faces and said, "Jocelyn, you're all I have left

now, you must live well. Noah, please protect my Jocelyn well."

Jocelyn and Noah said in unison, "Okay."

"Dad, don't be sad, it's hard for me to watch you like this." Jocelyn added.

Allen let out a long sigh, wiped his tears and said, "How can I not be sad? Jocelyn, you and Noah go

and help me entertain the guests, I'll sit here alone for a while."

Jocelyn nodded, and then, together with Noah, went to the side to greet the guests who came and

went.

At this moment, she was in a bad mood, too.

However, it wasn't because of Gloria, or Sara, but because of her father.

Out of reach of the crowd, the corners of Joseph's mouth involuntarily curled up into a smile.

He had thought that he would be subject to Gloria for a long time to come, but to his surprise, she had

said she would die and that was that, he was really happy now.

From now on, he no longer had to worry about being haunted by a nasty ghost.

He could do whatever he wanted.

Jocelyn turned around inadvertently, and her light soon caught a glimpse of the smile at the corner of

Joseph's mouth.

She couldn't help but, once again, feel pathetic for Gloria.

Gloria had loved him with all her heart and soul, but in the end she died without being able to exchange

a single tear for this man.

This man was so cold by nature.

She also began to be glad that she had been abandoned by this man in the first place.

Looking at Joseph now, she was even grateful to Gloria.

If it wasn't for Gloria, who had to fight this piece of rubbish away, she might have to live her life with this

piece of rubbish in her arms.

In the end, it was bound to end up the same way as Gloria.

Seeing that Jocelyn seemed to have caught a glimpse of him, Joseph then curbed his smile, lowered

his head and continued to pretend to be grieving.

Jocelyn coldly snorted.

She thought, "This man's acting skills are really good.”

Not bothering to continue paying attention to Joseph, she once again turned her attention to the guests

who had come here.

After about half an hour, Allen stood up trembling and walked to Jocelyn and said, ''Go back and sort

out Sara and Gloria's relics, so that those things can be buried along with the two of them tomorrow.''

After saying that, Allen looked at Noah again and said, "Noah, stay and help me entertain the guests."

"Okay." Jocelyn responded, and then took Noah, and the group of bodyguards outside, and left the

funeral hall.

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Back at the Murphy family, Jocelyn took the Murphy family's maids and went into Gloria's room first to

sort out Gloria's belongings.

They first took the jewellery from her dressing table and bumped it into the leather case.

And then, they went into the cloakroom to continue sorting, putting all of Gloria's clothes, as well as

some accessories, shoes and so on, into the leather case.

"What's this? Missy, come and see." the voice of a maid suddenly rang out.

The maid's voice suddenly sounded, and Jocelyn, who was holding several pieces of clothes in her

hand, was about to put them into the suitcase.

She saw that a maid was pointing her finger at a wall.

On that wall, it was half occupied by sticky notes of various colours, as well as her picture.

The most horrible thing was that every single picture of her had her eyes gouged out, and the corners NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

of her mouth were not even painted with blood.

It looked, shockingly, like a stern ghost.

On weekdays, that wall was covered by clothes, so outsiders couldn't even see what was on the wall.

Seeing this scene, Jocelyn was shocked.

She didn't expect at all that in Gloria's cloakroom, there were actually these things hidden.

Jocelyn instantly walked to the wall and looked carefully at the things on that wall.

When she looked closer, the handwriting on the various coloured sticky notes, clear as day, crashed

into her eyes.

There were strange characters on it, all in various shapes, looking like oracle bones, but, not oracle

bones.

She couldn't understand a single word.

Only her intuition told her that these words should hide some secret of Gloria's.

And these characters, it seemed, were recording those secrets.

Taking a deep breath, she carefully stood on tiptoe and removed a picture of herself.

After looking at the shocking front, she then looked at the back.

On the back of the photo, there were mysterious characters exactly like those on the sticky notes,

dense and covering the entire back.

afterwards, she removed the other photos one by one.

And then she examined the backs.

She found that on the back of each photo was full of mysterious characters.

Jocelyn was confused when she read them.

She couldn't imagine what kind of writing it was from which era.

"Ah..."

Just at this time a maid screamed.

Jocelyn subconsciously looked at the sound.

Only to see that the maid was sitting on the ground in pain, her hand covering her right wrist, with a

pale face.

"What's wrong with you?" Jocelyn asked.

The maid, panting and with a frightened face, pointed to the drawer below the jewellery cabinet in front

of her and said, "I was stabbed by the needle that flew out of this box, it hurts so much. I feel that the

veins in my whole body are on fire."

"It's as if what's flowing in my body is not blood, but acid. Missy, I'm really in pain." the maid added.