Revenge Of The Sexy Wife

Pinky’s face instantly flushed to the base of her neck, “Yes.”

With those words, Pinky fell away.

After Pinky left, the world went quiet once again.

The faint aroma of the boxed lunch, which filled the large space, made Jocelyn’s appetite widen.

Jocelyn then couldn’t wait to take the boxed lunch and walk to the front of the coffee table.

Noah followed closely behind.

When they put down the boxed lunch, the two of them took their own share in unison and opened it.

Both are dishes that the two enjoy.

After eating, Jocelyn continued her work.

Noah, on the other hand, continued to sit on the sofa, in silent company, playing the game.

In the office, two people do not disturb each other, but the atmosphere is bursting with happiness.

At this point inside the company’s group, it had been an uproar.

The staff were all talking about Noah’s visit to the company.

[Mr. Mason, you don’t want to leave today, do you? Our chairman is working and he’s keeping her company, too spoiled, right?

[The best husband in the world is Mr. Mason. If you look at the entire wealthy circle, our Mr. Mason is the most spoiled wife.]

[I heard from Pinky that Mr. Mason even gave a massage to our chairman personally, it was simply amazing].

[I can’t imagine the image of Mr. Mason giving a massage to the chairman, such a strong man, but actually so gentle in private.]

[Don’t say that, I just want to take over our chairman now].

Jocelyn was not in the group and was totally unaware of all this.

Her assistant, Pinky, is in.

Pinky watched silently, but had no intention of trying to gossip to Jocelyn.

It was after three o’clock in the afternoon when Jocelyn looked up from inside the pile of papers.

The eyes naturally fell on Noah’s body not far away.

At this time, Noah was leaning lazily on the sofa, holding his phone, continuing his game.

The man’s long, bony fingers tapped the screen of his phone.

At a glance, he looks like a male protagonist of a gaming novel.

It was at this time that a knock sounded on the door.

Jocelyn then withdrew her gaze and looked towards the door position, “Please come in.”

Soon the door opened.

Pinky carefully pushed the door open and walked in.

Because Noah was there, Pinky looked extra nervous.

Taking a deep breath, Pinky walked to Jocelyn and said, “Chairman. HC magazine’s photographer and the reporter are coming over.”

At that, Jocelyn remembered that she had promised HC magazine a personal interview today.

She had been so busy the past two days that she had forgotten about it.

“Let them in.” Jocelyn added.

Pinky then respectfully turned to leave.

The door closed and Jocelyn shifted her gaze to Noah again, “Honey, there’s an interview with the magazine later.”

Noah nodded, “Okay, don’t mind me.”

Jocelyn said, “If you think it’s too noisy, I can change it.”

Noah, “No need.”

The man said as he continued to operate the game.

For her part, Jocelyn smiled, before taking a mirror out of a drawer, straightening her dress and checking her make-up.

Although no make-up has been touched up until now in the morning.

But her face still looked as if she had just finished putting on her make-up.

No blotchy makeup at all.

She had to admit that the new set of makeup she had bought was really resistant.

Still, she took out a positive red lipstick and re-deepened her lips a bit to look good for the photo.

Her skin itself is snow white.

Applying a big red colour makes the skin look even more shiny.

The dominant red, for a moment, gives her an air of dignity.

After the lipstick was applied, the knock on the door soon sounded again.

Jocelyn raised her head and looked out, “Come in.”

Soon, Pinky walked in with an interview team from HC Magazine.

At the front of the group is a female journalist with a miniature microphone pinned to her body.

She was followed by two photographers, and a lighting technician.

The first thing the crowd saw, as they entered, was Jocelyn.

The second glance, on the other hand, was to see Noah.

The moment they saw Noah, everyone involuntarily drew in a cold breath.

Some people are like that.

Even doing nothing, just sitting there quietly, is enough to make people retreat.

The female journalist led the way and soon came up to Jocelyn.

After carefully glancing at Noah next to her, the female journalist looked at Jocelyn and said with a smile, “Miss Murphy, let’s start the interview now, shall we?”

Jocelyn nodded, before getting up and making an inviting gesture towards everyone, “Come on, go to the lounge.”

The female journalist immediately nodded joyfully.

She then bravely glanced at Noah again and asked, “Miss Murphy, it just so happens that Mr. Mason is here, can we interview together?”

Jocelyn shook her head, indicating that Noah did not want to.

The female journalist then nodded respectfully, before dutifully following in Jocelyn’s footsteps, taking her team and going inside the adjacent lounge.

The moment she walked into the lounge, the female journalist could not help but glance back at Noah once again.

The man still didn’t look up, playing with his phone.

Looking at the unattainable man, the female journalist could not help but exclaim in her heart that he was really handsome.

withdrawing her gaze, she forced herself to pull her thoughts back.

Inside the lounge, there is a table covered with fruit.

Behind the table is a screen in a contemporary style.

Behind the screen, on the other hand, is a large bed.

That’s where Jocelyn naps.

Jocelyn took the note and sat down at the front of the table.

Soon, the note-taker was carefully putting on the miniature microphone for Jocelyn.

Once the two men were ready, the lighter, arrived to light the two.

The photographer, on the other hand, aimed his camera at the two of their faces.

The female journalist cut to the chase, “I see that you have a lot of papers on your desk, is that all you need to see in a day?”

Jocelyn nodded, “Yes, it’s pretty much been read now, there’s almost a dozen copies left I think.”

Hearing this, the female journalist was immediately shocked, “You’re amazing. I always thought that being chairman was quite easy.”

Jocelyn laughed, “There is no career that is easy.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The female journalist immediately nodded, “Yes, Mr. Mason usually will often come to the company to accompany you at work?”

Jocelyn truthfully said, “No, he occasionally will come over, but usually, come for a short while, then leave, today is an exception.”

The female journalist asked with interest, “Why would that be an exception? He has a lot of time on his hands today?”

Jocelyn shook her head, “Not really, he’s always been short on time, it’s just that, as you know, I have just given birth. Because I took a long break from giving birth, I have a backlog of work, so if I just come back, I will be very busy with work, and relatively speaking, the time we spend with each other will be reduced.”