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.

the chatter, Sandra approached Kenneth with feigned concern. “Kenneth, are you going? You could

not going,” Kenneth replied dismissively. His disdain for Tiffany was so deep that even her name triggered a reflexive

Sandra couldn’t hide her secret delight. As the school day ended, nearly the entire class streamed toward the

Ged had brainstormed the most malicious ideas and selected the toughest challenge imaginable. ‘Can Tiffany handle

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

bows and targets before returning Ged’s gaze with a knowing smile. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

archery since I was eight. Is he competing against me in this? He’s digging

matter? Getting cold feet already? Remember that backing out isn’t an option once you’re in

voice laced with malice as he loser has to perform a strip dance right here, in the middle of the arena. Think you can handle that? And just so you know, the same goes

the stakes. “Here’s the deal:

crowd as whispers and murmurs filled the air. “Wow, that’s extreme!” one classmate

big

She’ll never live it down!” a

Ged tried to appear generous. ‘I’ll give you a head start-take two extra

Her voice steady and composed. “Let’s just get

it clear that she wasn’t taking

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

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

Ged let his first arrow fly, and he scored six points-a decent

Ged! It’s all on you if we’re going to see a

the eight-point ring, boosting his confidence. His face flushed with excitement