Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Kenneth Harper had always been a gentle person. He hugged Melody Princeton and consoled her patiently.

“It’s not your fault. I didn’t prepare in advance. I only arranged for land transport but I overlooked the geography here.”

It did not occur to Kenneth that parts of the mountain roads here were not accessible by car.

Now that they had left Lovell City so long ago, it would probably take a long time to arrange for helicopters.

Melody nodded. “It’s alright. I believe Tiffany will arrange for the helicopter to fly back to pick us up when they reach the destination.”

Kenneth did not say anything. He suspected that was highly unlikely.

With Tiffany’s vengeful personality, she was already very kind when she did not pelt them with fruits.

As it turned out, Kenneth was right.

Half an hour later, the helicopters did return.

However, the pilots refused to ferry the Harper family’s people on the grounds that they had to transport the supplies. As the remaining charity’s staff and the school’s coordinating team boarded the helicopters, the Harper family’s driver blurted out angrily, “Why is it they are allowed to board but we are not?”

Someone replied, These helicopters belong to the Kelley family. Do you have a problem with that?”

That riposte sounded oddly familiar.

Everyone was rendered speechless.

The Harper group had no grounds to complain. After all, they were here to do charitable work. It was only reasonable that the truck supplies and the staff in charge of distribution get priority.

The Harper group had neither donated funds nor contributed in other ways. The whole big entourage comprised mostly drivers, medics, and personal assistants.

In other words, they were just a bunch of spongers.

The rest of the people did not mock the Harper group for putting on airs yet the Harper group still acted all indignant as if they had been hard done by. Therefore, the Harper group could just continue the rest of the journey on foot for all they cared,

Kenneth’s face clouded over. He did not expect Tiffany to be so ruthless. He was so angry that his temples were throbbing.

Melody took the opportunity to comfort Kenneth. “It’s fine, Kenny. Let’s just treat it as an experience.”

“Yeah.” He smiled in resignation.

the anger Melody was expecting, only

widened and her smile

mountain

and tiring to climb up step by step, and it was alsora little dangerous. The group of people ascended in a single file, feeling their way forward. fearfully at a snail’s

than two hours

the time the group arrived at their destination, everyone was sweating profusely and their

of the farmhouses where they would be staying this time. Tiffany was already sitting on a wicker chair, enjoying

circle of little kids in front of her. All of

try this. This is sweet potato grown in my family’s

It’s made

me!

seething at the perceived injustice as

bluntly, “You guys are too slow. You are hopeless in everything but number one in slacking

helicopters that were parked not far away. There were many empty containers on

a beat, and she immediately asked, “Where

you see? They have

village chief had been informed earlier that the charity was coming. When Tiffany’s helicopters were the first to arrive, he was already waiting with the entire village to

a few trips to transport six truckloads of supplies. The charity staff and school staff worked together with the village chief to distribute everything

“All the supplies have been distributed.

almost exploded with

least wait for us to come

all the credit would go to Tiffany and Zoe. The villagers would only be grateful to those two girls while she, Melody

eyes. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Who do you think you are? Why should we wait for

these

for nearly two million dollars‘ worth of supplies came out of Tiffany’s

this batch of supplies. She did not need

fucking

done by because I didn’t

Mr Haper to splurge a thousand bucks to make you smile. That should be enough to make you feel

mean. I just… Melody wanted to explain but wis

“Get lost!” Zoe barked

was so loud that it reverberated through the

red–rimmed

resignation, “Alright, alright. Put your things down first. I’ll take

as she turned to go, she shot