The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: There’s a Ghost Behind You, Two of Them

"Grandma!!"

Chase screamed, but the only response he got was the distant cries of the rapidly retreating elderly lady.

The little fox darted out of the small study, clutching the Jennings grandmother’s doll in its jaws, and gracefully leapt onto the nearby windowsill.

With its jaws gripping her back, Jennings grandma’s vision was limited to her dangling body high above the ground and the frantically moving front paws of the fox.

As the fox jumped, her perspective swayed violently as if she were watching through a jittery camera. Suddenly, she looked down and realized the space beneath her seemed to stretch into an endless abyss.

From the doll’s point of view, even though it was merely the second-floor windowsill, it felt like a cliff dropping thousands of feet.

Jennings grandma was so terrified she almost felt like her soul was going to escape her body,

"...What are you planning to do to me?! Take me back right now! Scarlett Jennings! Scarlett! Control your fox!"

Jennings grandma suspected the little fox intended to toss her off the windowsill.

She remembered Azura Loomis mentioning before that during the living soul’s possession, any damage to the doll would directly affect the living soul.

If she were thrown from here...

Jennings grandma feared she’d end up permanently disabled.

She was still able to feel her legs even while having to use a wheelchair previously!

But if she were thrown down from here, Jennings grandma couldn’t be too sure anymore.

As she spiraled into wild thoughts, she suddenly felt her body take flight once more... more accurately, she was airborne again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The soul within the doll screamed, nearly scared to the point of losing her essence. Quickly, she realized she wasn’t being thrown off but was rather clutched by the fox as it leapt from the windowsill onto a nearby tree.

Jennings grandma then experienced the thrill of plummeting rapidly down the tree, all while being carried by the fox.

"Stop... stop jumping."

Jennings grandma’s voice came out weak and feeble, but unfortunately, the fox didn’t seem to hear her.

With the doll clamped tightly, the fox began an exhilarating sprint across the lawn of the garden.

It bounded into the flower beds, then bounded out.

Into the flower beds again, and then back out...

Oops, the doll fell into the flower beds—so back in it went, before grabbing the doll and bounding back out.

Jennings grandma: ...

This little fox... Was it doing this on purpose?

The Jennings Family mansion was equipped with perimeter surveillance, but ever since the little fox arrived, the guards monitoring the cameras were well aware of its fondness for skimming along the walls and vaulting off protruding eaves.

Seeing it leap from the second-floor windowsill to the treetop again today, the guards didn’t pay much attention; naturally, they didn’t notice it had the doll in its jaws.

Even if they did notice, they’d likely assume it was Ismeria Jennings’ newest toy for the fox and wouldn’t comprehend that what the fox held was the embodiment of Jennings grandma herself.

One guard even remarkedwith a laugh upon seeing the fox darting messily across the lawn,

"This little guy is especially lively today, huh?"

Jennings grandma was dragged around the garden by the fox for nearly half an hour in total.

Her living soul felt as if it had endured thirty minutes of a rollercoaster ride.

By the time she was finally placed back on solid ground, she felt as though even her soul body was beginning to falter.

As her vision spun with dizziness and she tried to steady herself, a familiar female voice suddenly reached her ears.

"Why did it take so long for you to pick up the doll and bring it back?"

It was Scarlett’s voice.

Jennings grandma felt as though she had just heard the voice of salvation. She immediately raised her gaze in the direction of the sound, and in the next instant, she froze in shock.

From the doll’s perspective, Scarlett’s figure was undoubtedly imposing.

After spending days inside the doll, Jennings grandma had started to adapt to the overwhelming visual shift of people appearing unusually large.

What shocked her wasn’t Scarlett’s towering appearance. It was the two enormous ghostly figures floating behind Scarlett.