My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 929 King

After taking Sophie to see the second bedroom, Jocelyn drove her red Maserati, with Sophie, out the door.

Behind them, dozens of luxury bodyguard cars followed along, protecting the two.

A big row of luxury cars, driving on the road, attracted many eyes.

That's a scene Sophie never experienced.

Before, she had seen those who drove sports cars, but her own soul, however, did not go in and sit in them.

At this moment, she really appreciated it.

She loves it.

This is so much faster than an ancient horse.

Modern life is a happy one.

Jocelyn drove the car with one hand and naturally gathered her big dark curls with the other.

And then looking at Sophie, she asked with a smile, "Sophie, how do you like it?"

Sophie nodded, "I like sports cars. Master, I used to love to find excitement. I used to race with my father together."

"I rode super fast every time, every time my father couldn't beat me. I thought that the horse I owned was the fastest thing in the world."

"But little did I know that many, many years later, in this world, something faster than a horse would appear."

"The world really changed so much."

Sophie said truthfully.

Jocelyn listened attentively with a gentle face and a warm smile at the corners of her mouth, "Well, yes, I'll get you used to it all soon, I'll take you experience the world as it is now." "Sophie, in this world, I can protect you. Anything you need, you can just call me." added Jocelyn.

This girl, too, is really quite pathetic.

She wants to take care of her.

Sophie's heart was warmed once again.

Today, every word of Jocelyn's made her feel at ease.

She instantly felt more like she belonged.

"Master, will you always be so good to me?"

"I will, always, never leave, protect each other, never just talk." added Jocelyn.

Sophie got instantly red-eyed, "Okay, we protect each other, and it's definitely not just talk."

She thought to herself that her master was so good that she would really to be well guarded. Jocelyn took Sophie all the way to a styling studio located in the city centre, in the busiest area. This styling studio is the most famous place in Flento City.

It is owned by one of the country's most powerful stylists, King.

Here, it's not just about having money to get in.

Anyone who can enter this door is not rich.

And if you want King to do the styling himself, it's not something you can just do.

This, too, is one of Jocelyn's favourite styling studios.

"Have the owner of this studio give you a makeover," added Jocelyn, "to make you look better."

Sophie looked expectant, "Okay."

Sophie then took a quick look at how she was dressed at the moment.

It's really modern, but it's really uncomfortable on her own.

Although the owner had dressed herself in knee-high boots, her thighs were still exposed to a large extent.

It's really too revealing.

However, looking at how her master liked her look, Sophie didn't say a word.

Dutifully following Jocelyn, Sophie arrived all the way inside the styling studio.

After looking around for a moment, Sophie was incidentally drawn to the luxury of the place.

As soon as Jocelyn entered, an employee in a suit walked right up to Jocelyn and asked, "Miss Murphy, you're here to see King, right?" Jocelyn, "Yeah."

"Do you have an appointment?"

Before he could finish his sentence, his head was hit by a man, in a suit, with a makeup brush, hard on the head.

And that person is King.

Young and talented, a superstar in the world of styling.

Although, both were in suits, King's was clearly more classy.

Because, well, it was a handmade bespoke suit.

"What are you talking about? Miss Jocelyn came to see me, and you still need an appointment?" King had a displeased look on his face.

King then was curtly walking up to Jocelyn and added, "Hello, Miss Murphy. it's an honor to serve you."

Jocelyn smiled, "Hello, don't scold him, he is doing things according to the rules."

With those words, Jocelyn looked over at the aggrieved man, who had just been beaten by King.

King laughed, "Can I not scold him? Really don't know who he is talking to. Let's go, Miss Murphy." Jocelyn smiled, "Okay."

King then made a gesture of invitation towards Jocelyn.

King's face in front of Jocelyn was full of respectful looks.

And just at that moment the door was opened again.

A blonde, blue-eyed woman enters with modest steps.

The woman is dressed in a luxury limited edition and has a condescending look on her face.

Once inside, the woman walked right up to King and asked, "You're King, right? Why don't you want to help me with my styling?"

King laughed, "Like I said, I don't have time."

The woman pointed angrily at Jocelyn's face, "So you have time to do it for her?"

King, "You are right."

Woman, "On what basis?"

King, "Because she's Jocelyn."

The woman was instantly stunned, "Jocelyn?"

The woman then looked Jocelyn's face up and down before taking a quick step back.

No wonder just now, she felt that the person in front of her looked familiar, so it was Jocelyn.

She was really abrupt.

"If it's Miss Jocelyn, then it's all right, sorry." the woman looked at Jocelyn and added.

Jocelyn smiled, "It's okay."

Such a trivial matter is not something that Jocelyn has always taken to heart.

The woman let out a long, helpless sigh before she then looked helplessly at King and asked, "When will you have time?"

King, "We will see."

Woman, "Okay."

The woman then just turned around and walked away.

King shifted his gaze to Jocelyn and resumed a respectful look, "Let's go up, Miss Murphy, to my office."

Jocelyn nodded.

The world difference in attitude before and after King let Sophie can't help but sigh, whether it's ancient times, or modern times, it really is the identity that matters most.

You are what you are and you get what you get.

Jocelyn held Sophie's hand all the way up the stairs, following King.

As she walked, she asked, "Who was that woman just now?"

King pinched his brow helplessly, wanting to say something, but stopped.