Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

The rapid succession of Tiffany’s slaps left Sandra completely stunned. The pain on her face. was the least of her concerns now.

She glared at Tiffany, her eyes filled with venom “Aren’t you afraid I’ll smash this bracelet?” she threatened.

The bracelet was on Sandra’s wrist. One deliberate knock against the table would surely break it.

This tactic might have worked on the old Tiffany, who treasured the bracelet and her status as Kenneth’s future wife. But for the new Tiffany…

She smirked nonchalantly. “Go ahead. Break it. Then you can kiss your chances of marrying Kenneth goodbye.”

Sandra’s fortitude crumbled instantly.

The old Tiffany most definitely would have done anything for Kenneth. But this new Tiffany seemed possessed, suddenly ruthless towards her sister and utterly disgusted with Kenneth.

Sandra hoped it was all just an act to throw her off.

While Sandra hesitated, Tiffany grabbed her and unceremoniously tossed her out of the room.

Sandra found herself lying face flat on the floor. Worried about breaking the delicate diamond bracelet, she couldn’t even use her hands to break her fall, resulting in a harder landing on her backside.

Selena, who had just come upstairs, witnessed this scene. Assuming the worst, she immediately started shouting, “Tiffany, how dare you bully your sister like this!”

Her ability to twist any narrative was truly remarkable.

Tiffany remained calm, raising an eyebrow with a mischievous smile. “You seem to have forgotten. This is my territory. Even if you brought my parents here, what could you do to me?”

It was the truth. Given how protective Tiffany’s parents were, they’d probably be more concerned about whether Tiffany had hurt her hand while pushing Sandra.

Selena was enraged.

getting her parents involved. Through gritted teeth, she said, “Sis, don’t be angry. Here,

the floor, her smile imperious. “Learn your lesson. The next time you enter my room, it won’t

take the bracelet, disinfect it, and return it to her

for not trashing the bracelet after Sandra’s touch was its impending

Tiffany shut the door in Selena and

to her feet, her face hidden behind her

did you have to touch her. precious bracelet? That little witch went too far,

to her room with her

onto her bed, unleashing

What truly stung was the absence of anyone

rangst stand idly by while your daughter is humiliated! You promised a better life with the Kelleys, but look at

“Sandra…” Selena murmured.

life where she would be pampered and adored. The reality,

to live

“Don’t worry, Sandra. Your father will see to this. When the time is right,

up, feeling

her parents, insisting that no matter how well the Kelleys treated them,

needed to be on top themselves–their plan

going to

almost see Tiffany on her knees before her, begging and crying. When that time came, Sandra would have

the mother–and–daughter duo fantasized behind closed doors about usurping the Kelley family’s vast fortune, they were oblivious to the fact that every word was being picked up by the listening device Tiffany had planted in

how devious this family of three could be. Their ambition knew

to claim the Kelleys hadn’t treated them well was rich. On the contrary, it was they who were never satisfied, always