My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 472 Head of Legal Affairs Judy's Phone Call

She had seen people trying every possible way to get something from others.

Rather, she had never seen someone who tried every possible way to give something to someone.

Paige was somewhat exasperated by him, her face darkened, "If you do that, I won't accompany you to dinner in the future, we'll cut off our friendship!"

Noticing Paige's face change drastically, Abel instantly wimped out, "Fine, fine."

He knew that he couldn't go too far.

The words fell, and he couldn't help but sigh, "I really can't do anything to you, do you think I owed you in my last life?"

Paige didn't pay him any more attention, just silently turned her head and looked out at the busy street scene that flashed by.

Abel let out a long, helpless sigh, "You know what? Before you, I never chased anyone. As long as it was my favorite, I casually beckoned, the girl would run straight to me and beg me to love her." "You're the most special person I've ever met, and the hardest to get." Abel added.

"Difficult as it is, give up." Paige responded lightly.

"But I love you." Abel said again.

Paige, "............

Just at this time, the sound of a vibrating mobile phone rang, interrupting the two's conversation.

Seeing that it was X Entertainment, the head of the legal department Judy's phone, Paige pressed answer.

"I have sent a lawyer's letter on behalf of you, our big boss, and those artists who were smeared to Francesca asking her to compensate you for the damage to your reputation, the amount of compensation combined is a total of two hundred million."

Paige indifferently hooked her lips, "Okay."

She then pressed hang up, and then with an accomplished look, she closed her eyes to get some rest.

As she expected, after Francesca received the lawyer's letter, Francesca would come to her door and beg her.

Two hundred million.

According to her, this amount of money was something that Francesca could not afford to pay out even if she put all her savings into it.

At the thought of this, the corners of her mouth grew into a smile.

The red light came on and the car came to a slow stop.

Paige opened her eyes and subconsciously glanced ahead before calling Jocelyn.

On the other side of the phone, Jocelyn was in the general manager's office of X Entertainment's design department, having a meeting with the thirty employees of the design department. She was wearing a white shirt with a light green fishtail high-waisted skirt, standing in front of the coffee table, giving directions.

The staff in the design department listened attentively throughout the meeting, not daring to breathe a word.

The slim-fitting dress set off her body and now she was wearing a light make-up.

Hearing the sound of her phone vibrating, Jocelyn then glanced at the phone in her hand.

Seeing that it was Paige's phone, she walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and pressed answer, "Paige."

"The lawyer's letter has been sent to Francesca, she will face a compensation of 200 million, losing her entire fortune in it is not enough. I think she will come to contact me once she receives it. "At that time, we will be able to work together with her to fight back against Peter." Paige added.

Jocelyn put on a smile, "Well, Paige, all these things will leave to you."

Paige, "Okay."

Jocelyn, "I will go back to my meeting."

She then hang up and continued back to the staff.

The meeting lasted for over a full hour.

After it was over, the employees all left one after another.

Jocelyn dragged her tired body and walked straight to the front of the desk and sat down on the fluffy office chair. Her neck was aching badly.

She gently turned her neck, and then continued to check the information about Noah's condition on the internet. During this period of time, at her grandfather's and Noah's place, she had thoroughly figured out his condition. His congenital severe anaemia was aplastic anaemia.

The cause of the anaemia was mainly due to low bone marrow blood production.

For the average person, this disease is not terminal and can basically be cured with a bone marrow transplant.

However, Noah's genetics are unique and if a bone marrow transplant is performed, there will be 100% severe rejection and life-threatening reactions. She had checked the information for days, but had found nothing.

She considered herself a skilled doctor, but there was nothing she could do about his illness.

But even so, she refused to give up.

After searching all kinds of information to no avail, she started to send emails to some of her friends and experts in the medical field for help. When she reached the third email, her mobile phone vibrated.

The caller was Allen.

Jocelyn instantly pinched her brow in exhaustion, before pressing answer.

"Jocelyn, come to my office." Allen said.

"Okay."

Jocelyn responded dryly, and then pressed hang up.

Taking the phone, she stepped on her high heels and arrived at the door of the chairman's office.

After politely knocking on the door and receiving a response, Jocelyn pushed the door straight in.

In the office, only Allen was alone.

At the moment, he was holding a spotless magnifying glass and carefully examining a genuine Jason Anderson's painting on his desk.

Seeing Jocelyn enter, he put down the magnifying glass and looked at Jocelyn and said, "Jocelyn. come here."

With those words, she waved her hand towards Jocelyn.

Jocelyn stepped forward and stood next to him, asking, "Dad, what do you want from me?"

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that I have finished the divorce agreement and just had the lawyer send it to Sara." Allen said, with no trace of unhappiness on his face.

At these words, Jocelyn, with eyes full of inquiry, carefully examined his expression.

Noticing that his expression was calm, she let out a long breath, "Well, did she sign?"

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"She refused, but I won't give up, I will continue to have my lawyer talk to her, if she doesn't want to sigh it, then we will go through the legal process." Allen added. "Jocelyn, I will never want this woman again, she is too horrible."

"Okay." Jocelyn nodded, and then cautiously asked, "Dad, are you really okay?"

Allen shrugged indifferently, "Well, keeping a viper around is not good for you, and for me."

"Good." Jocelyn added.

"Tonight, you and Noah have no need to come home to have dinner with me, I'm fine." Allen said with a smile.

"Okay." Jocelyn nodded, and then added, "Dad, if you are in a bad mood, you can come to me anytime."

Allen, however, shrugged indifferently, "Do I look like I'm in a bad mood?"