My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 18 New President of the Griffin Group

It was not Allen standing outside, but two serious-looking policemen.

Before she could react, her wrists were handcuffed. One of the policemen said coldly, "Miss Gloria

Murphy, someone has accused you of hiring someone to hit her. Please go with us to Police Station in

Wapedown Road now."

Gloria was astonished. She had arranged everything, and the men had clearly promised her that they

would never tell on her!

Darn it!

"Mr. Policeman, I think there must be some misunderstanding." Gloria managed a weak smile, her eyes

full of fear, while she subconsciously took steps backwards.

"Lead her away!" Another policeman said coldly, and the two policemen then escorted her in the

direction of the police van.

Seeing this, Sara hurriedly blocked their way. Staring at the two policemen, she asked, "What are you

doing?"

"Mom, save me, and don't let dad know! Or I'll be killed." Shane struggled and cried.

"Mr. Policemen... I can give you money. Can you let my daughter go first?"

However, none of them paid any attention to Sara and threw Gloria into the police van.

Sara was left at a loss. She paced the floor restlessly, not knowing what to do at all.

In the police van Gloria couldn't help crying in fear. Her hands clasped tightly together.

She had already disgusted her father. If this incident reached his ears again, she might never be able

to turn the tables again, and would be killed alive!

"What are you crying for? You must know you are going to go through this. Why did you start?" The

policeman driving the car had a look of contempt on his face.

...

A red Maserati was racing along the busy streets of the city centre, overwhelming like an eagle on the

grassland.

Feeling a little bored, Jocelyn turned on the radio in the car.

"Just in: this afternoon, the Griffin Group has successfully acquired Southwind Airway, the largest

airline in Country F, which also means that the Griffin Group has successfully stepped into the aviation

field."

"It is reported that this acquisition was single-handedly taken care of by the new president of the Griffin

Group based in Flento City."

Jocelyn had wanted to change the channel. But since it was news about the Griffin Group, she listened

carefully.

Whether at home or abroad, the Griffin Group made itself felt strongly, with branches in over a hundred

countries around the world.

Its business involved electronics, finance, tourism, machinery, chemicals, shipbuilding, entertainment,

hotels, real estate, high technology, high-end manufacturing and many other fields.

But the Griffin Group had adopted a low profile to make fortune, with its managers rarely appearing on

public occasions.

People only know that its current chairman was called Scott Mason, and that Jace Mason with an

amazing background, the founder of the group, was his father.

People knew nothing about his family, not even who his wife was and how many children he had. Few

of Scott's photos could be searched online.

She felt that she was quite related to the surname Mason. Her husband was called Mason, and the top

celebrity that the company signed was called Ryan Mason, and her master's surname was also Mason.

It was just that she never knew her master's full name, only that he was called Dr. Mason.

However, their surnames were the same, but there was a huge difference between their identities and

those of the Masons in the Griffin Group.

After listening to the news, Jocelyn couldn't help but praise, "As expected of the world's third largest

multinational corporation, it's rich and powerful."

"It's okay." Noah responded in a light-hearted manner. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"This new president is so powerful. He made a big move right after he assumed office." Jocelyn added.

"Average, I guess." Noah remained nonchalant.

Jocelyn turned to look at him, her eyes full of consternation, "This is called 'average'?"

"Yeah," he said.

Jocelyn didn't understand why he thought like that. She changed the topic, "I'm curious about the

background of this new president."

"You're interested?" He gave her a meaningful look.

"Not interested. Just out of pure curiosity." Jocelyn said.

"You said he is powerful. You're not interested?"

"Do I have to be interested just because he's great?" Jocelyn asked softly.

"..."

Just at this time, Paige called again.

"Miss Murphy, the police have now arrested Gloria, but her father doesn't seem to know about this yet."

Paige's voice over there carried a bit of excitement.

"Then take a picture and make it a trending topic." Jocelyn said coldly.

With that, she hung up the phone.

Noah gave her a glance and didn't say anything.

...

In front of the Murphy's house, Noah stopped his car.

Jocelyn slowly unbuckled her seat belt and asked, "How are you going to get back?"

"Take a taxi," he said.

"You're injured. Don't make it worse. It's better to drive my car, and just return it to me tomorrow."

Jocelyn said.

She then limped out of the car and went straight into the house.

Only when she disappeared from sight did Noah turn the car around sharply and sped away.

As soon as Jocelyn entered the house, Sara came up with an angry face and slapped Jocelyn fiercely

across the face.

Before Jocelyn could dodge, the slap was left directly on her face, which stung hotly.

She frowned in anger, covering her face and questioning, "Sara, what are you doing?"

"You know it. Gloria is your sister. How could you send her to the police station?"

"I'm telling you, if your father finds out about this, I'll ..."

Before she could finish her words, the door was ruthlessly pushed open.

Allen walked in angrily, raised his hand and slapped Sara's face hard, "Then what?"

Sara was shocked and scared, trembling and covering her face while looking at Allen in surprise,

"Honey... You... How come you're back?"

"I came back a long while ago. I heard exactly what you said to Joyce just now." Allen said coldly.

Hearing those words, Sara immediately shivered.

"You are so thick-skinned to ask Joyce this kind of question. Did Gloria do something right?" With that,

Allen then directly searched on Weibo and threw it directly to Sara.