My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 786 Small Fragrant Ball Pendant

From her father's point of view, she could understand how lonely and isolated an elderly person, after retirement, really is.

Especially when the children are not around.

Although, at the moment, what the father said was very good.

But what happens after that is anyone's guess.

Father thinks so, but Connie, not necessarily so.

"I promise that I won't squander too much of our family's money, and I promise even more that, at all times, it's you I love the most."

"Also, I know what you're worried about, don't worry, I'll make sure that I don't let her get pregnant, that she doesn't have the opportunity to have a baby to obtain our family's property."

"There is a fixed amount of how much I will give her, and I will not give it endlessly, much less, get a child out to compete with you for my property when I am dead."

Allen deliberately lowered his voice and said with a face full of determination.

Hearing this, Jocelyn responded, "What I object to is not this. I don't care that much about our family's property, what I'm worried about is that in the future, after you get deeper and deeper into it, you will be sad and upset."

"It's you I care about more than your money." added Jocelyn.

All this was all from her heart.

She really understands the feeling of loss that one feels when one person is devoted to another, wholeheartedly, and then suddenly ends up being fooled around.

Jocelyn really didn't want her father to experience, in his old age, that kind of feeling.

Allen laughed, "I, at least, have been fighting in the mall for a whole decades, do you think I am a fool?"

"Also, I get a fortune reading on Connie, she can attract wealth."

"As I spend money for her, she will, at the same time, bring me much blessing and attract more wealth to our family."

Allen said once again.

He was, by nature, such a superstitious man.

Hearing this, Jocelyn and Noah took it for granted. Jocelyn did not care at all about her so-called destiny. All she cares about is, will she bring harm to her father. "Jocelyn, if you don't agree, then I can leave her."

"To me, you're the most important." Allen said again.

Jocelyn thought seriously for a moment and, in the end, decided to listen to her father.

She decided that she trusted her father.

Her father had come to this point, and she really had no reason, any longer, to continue to object.

After thinking deeply again for a while, Jocelyn reluctantly nodded, "In that case, then I'll agree. Dad, don't put too much emotion into it." Allen nodded.

"I'll go in and help Connie." Jocelyn said.

She then walked briskly into the kitchen.

At this time, the kitchen was busy with the cook and the servants.

Connie, on the other hand, is filling a delicate white dinner plate.

The dish, at a glance, was very appetizing.

The kitchen is steaming hot.

Connie looked extraordinarily gentle and touching.

Looking at her, Jocelyn thought to herself, it was no wonder that her father could fall in love with this girl at first sight.

Seeing Jocelyn enter, Connie smiled tenderly and walked up to Jocelyn in a good manner, "Boss... Jocelyn."

"Well, do you have time?"

"Yeah."

"Follow me."

When she had finished, Jocelyn took her and walked out onto the large balcony of the kitchen.

The kitchen has an open window and the cold breeze, blowing in, dilutes the smell of grease and smoke to a very pleasant level.

Jocelyn held the safety fence with one hand and looked at Connie and said, "Connie, I can agree that you are with my father, but I want to know why you are with him."

"If you want resources, I can give them to you, if you want money, I can give you, but only if you can play the role of a good confidante as my father would like, give him company and not do anything to hurt my father."

"Otherwise, I will make you die." Jocelyn said in the softest manner the most ruthless and sharpest words.

When she finished, the corners of her mouth curved up in a nice curve.

She was clearly smiling, but it felt cold and grim.

She had to talk to Connie about these things.

It allows her to take stock before doing anything.

The last thing she wants is for her father to be hurt.

But Connie smiled, "Do you believe me if I'm not doing it for money?"

Jocelyn's face went even colder, "I don't believe it."

The corners of Connie's mouth grew into a smile, "It's true. I haven't had a father since I was a child, I'm very short of fatherly love, and because of this lack of fatherly love, I've always liked the older man. I am with him because he is very good to me."

"He treats me tenderly and dotingly, he makes me feel the love of a father."

After saying that, Connie had a serious face, looking at Jocelyn's face.

Although, she was really sincere.

But Jocelyn didn't want to believe a word of it.

If she believes her, she is crazy.

Jocelyn trusted her own judgement.

"I don't believe it." Jocelyn remained direct, "Connie, remember what I said. No matter who it is, who dares to touch my father, it's a dead end."

As her words fell, the smile on the corner of Jocelyn's mouth turned cold again.

It was so cold that Connie shivered uncontrollably.

After saying that, Jocelyn turned around and left the kitchen.

The moment Jocelyn left, the smile on Connie's face froze.

In its place, an unmistakably grim face.

And the tenderness that filled her eyes disappeared.

In its place, it is full of killing and calculating.

She grunted coldly, clenched her fist and muttered to herself in her mind, "Jocelyn, let's see who, in the end, will die."

After finishing in her heart, she changed back to her gentle face, went back to the kitchen and put the exquisite dishes she had made into the dining room.

After looking around, she then silently removed the necklace from around her neck and opened the pendant.

A clear, congealed bead is removed and poked through.

The clear liquid inside dripped into the dish. She then clutched the shell in her palm and left calmly.