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My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 870

Hearing the sound of the doorbell, Jocelyn's heart, at once, rose to her throat.

Because just now, what happened to the maid.

At this moment, she got scared as she heard the doorbell.

Fear of another person got injured.

Jocelyn immediately took a deep breath, and then she went straight to the door and looked at the visual doorbell.

In the frame stands a serious-looking bodyguard.

Reassuringly, the bodyguard's face was intact.

Jocelyn then let out a long sigh of relief before opening the door.

"Missy, I was just patrolling the garden and spotted this."

That bodyguard carefully put handful of hair into the hands of Jocelyn.

The size is like a whole cotton seed.

The hair was exactly the same as the one Marcus had given her before.

These white hairs are very fluffy, soft, and in the light they keep shining with an understated magnificent light.

When a few individual hairs are present, she can't quite make out exactly what they are.

Now many of them come together and when she holds them in her hand and feels them in her hand, she feels like a fox fur.

She now felt that it was, ninety percent, fox fur.

Could it have been a fox that scratched someone?

Why is there a fox in her house?

Around here, she hadn't heard of anyone keeping foxes.

The moment this word intruded into her mind, Jocelyn's body instantly shook.

In a moment, her heart was in the throat.

She thought of the Lena fox in her dream.

Some time ago, there was always Lena fox in the dream.

And now, there's this in the house.

If this is really fox fur, then it means that the servant was scratched by a fox.

Suppose it really is a fox.

She saw a fox in her dream.

There was a fox in her life. Is there enough of a necessary connection?

Or, was it all just her overthinking?

Perhaps this stuff is not fox fur at all?

Even if it really is fox fur, perhaps it's all just a coincidence?

All sorts of questions lingered in the mind, for a moment, making Jocelyn forget to respond to the bodyguard.

She wandered off.

"Miss, if there's nothing else, I'll go first," the bodyguard said.

Instead, there was no response from Jocelyn.

For the moment, she had been thinking about the problem.

"Missy?" The bodyguard called out tentatively again.

It was only then that Jocelyn looked back up at the bodyguard's face, "Yes?"

"I said, if there's nothing else, I'll go first." the bodyguard added.

"Okay."

Jocelyn closed the door, and then turned around thoughtfully, surveying the animal fur in her hands.

It really does look a lot like fox fur.

She had the impression that Sara was particularly fond of wearing furs when she was alive.

Especially like the fox fur.

She has lots and lots of fox fur coats.

One of the fox coats has such fur on it.

Walking to the front of the coffee table, she leaned right down and drew a few tissues.

And then it was placed in the hand, carefully in the middle of the tissue paper, wrapped carefully and stuffed into a pocket.

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