Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Seeing him momentarily stunned, Sandra quickly tugged on his sleeve and urged, “Kenneth, you should really talk to Tiffany. She was so upset yesterday that she even mentioned. breaking off the engagement with you!”

Kenneth snapped out of his daze, his expression filled with disdain. “Good riddance!”

‘Not like I wanted this engagement anyway, Kenneth thought, rolling his eyes internally at Sandra’s words. However, Tiffany remained unfazed, her eyes still calmly fixed on her book as if his presence was of no consequence.

Just then, the school bell rang, signaling the start of class. The noise in the classroom quieted down, except for Ged Moody, the boy who was punching and still bleeding from his nose.

After getting permission to go home, Ged threw a parting shot at Tiffany, “If you’ve got the guts, meet me at the Dark Arena after school. I’ll make sure you learn what it means to be put in your place!”

The Nocturne Arena was the largest underground competition and betting in Lovell

Venu City, where competitors had to agree on a wager before the match, one they were bound honor.

Tiffany knew Ged was trying to humiliate her further, and while she initially had no intention of indulging him, she realized some people needed to be put in their place.

“Sure,” Tiffany replied casually, confident that taking down an arrogant fool like Ged would be no challenge.

And just like that, the bet was set, sending a wave of excitement through the entire class.

“Tiffany is setting herself up for embarrassment!” one of the classmates said.

“Or maybe she’s trying to get Kenneth’s attention by doing this?” another replied.

“Whatever it is, I’m going to watch it too. It’ll be great to record how badly Tiffany gets humiliated. I can’t wait!” the other classmate said.

with feigned concern. “Kenneth, are you going? You could step

disdain for Tiffany was so

delight. As the school day ended, nearly the entire class streamed toward the Nocturne Arena, eager to witness Tiffany’s

challenge imaginable. ‘Can Tiffany handle this? She’ll probably end up crying and embarrassing

ready for the challenge I’ve prepared just for you?” he taunted, gesturing toward the archery range, which was renowned

bows and targets before returning Ged’s gaze with a knowing smile. “Are

smile widened ever so slightly. ‘He has no idea I’ve been practicing archery since I was eight. Is he competing against me in this?

Ged let out a mocking laugh. “What’s the matter? Getting cold feet already? Remember that backing out isn’t an option once

loser has to perform a strip dance right here, in the middle of the arena. Think you can handle

the stakes. “Here’s the deal:

through the crowd as whispers and murmurs filled the air.

really in big trouble this

is brutal! She’ll never live it down!” a

was all about target scores. Smirking, Ged tried to appear generous.

the shooting line, Her voice steady and composed. “Let’s just get this

tone made it clear that

turned red with anger. “You ungrateful brat! Don’t come crying

organized a betting pool. Nearly everyone placed. their money on Ged to win. Only one person bet on

fly, and

cheers. “Go, Ged! It’s all on you if

hit the eight-point ring, boosting his confidence. His face flushed with excitement as he shouted, “Tiffany,