Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

“A benefactor is coming! A benefactor is coming! Our Melver Mountain Village is really lucky! Good fortune is coming!

Tiffany looked on with surprise as the village chief, a man in his sixties, babbled excitedly.

What kind of benefactor could elicit so much excitement?

The kids surrounded him and asked curiously, “Grandpa, what is a benefactor?”

The village chief stopped in his tracks and said happily. “This lady in front of you who gave us food and clothes and funded the school’s construction is a benefactor.

“And this benefactor who’s coming soon will build factories, roads, and bridges for us. He will also promote tourism to this place. In the future, we won’t have to climb suspended stairs or fret over how to sell our cotton every year. Every family will have enough food and clothing,

“From then on, your parents won’t have to go outside to work. They can remain in the village and still have a job and an income. This person is also a great benefactor!”

As the village chief spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

No words could express his gratitude.

The villagers had assumed that their Melvor Mountain Village would languish for generations. The arrival of this huge, surprise was completely unexpected.

It was not an exaggeration to hail this benefactor as their savior!

Tiffany felt very happy for the village chief as she listened to him

Building roads, bridges, and factories meant that all the villagers here would have jobs in the future.

Promoting this place for tourism would also bring fame and population growth. Following this, education and medical resources would definitely be allocated and life would get better for the villagers.

However, these were all massive projects that required huge budgets. A benefactor who could invest such an astronomical amount must hail from an extraordinary background

At any rate, it was a good thing.

“That’s great news, Tiffany said.

“Miss Kelley, you’re the one we should be grateful to. If it weren’t for your help, we wouldn’t have had this opportunity.” The village chief wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.

For some reason, the old man believed that Tiffany brought them this stroke of good luck.

No need to thank me… Tiffany

a sudden, the old man before her

shock. “Please get up, please get up. I

the staff of the charity to distribute all the supplies, the old village chief had also brought the entire village to

knew that they were grateful, but the building of roads and bridges had nothing to do

to get the old man to

away to arrange

arranged to stay in the farmhouse adjacent to the one Tiffany

cleaning houses, short, they did everything they could think of to show their warm

the mystery benefactor. “Tiffany, who do you think

face suddenly appeared

this moment, the sky

was already afternoon. After distributing

time to time, a few dogs

cities, there were no

villagers would either chat in the

were staying with the village

she was about the same age as the

play Slap Jack? Zoe whipped out a deck

bear to dampen her spirits

cross–legged on the bed

could be heard

distant droning of helicopters

the sound, there must be dozens of helicopters flying toward

still. She was as lively as a

and take a

in the mood to

with her. “Come on. Let’s

to life once more, her eyes

after the game. I can’t

Hence, the two girls continued

lanterns hurried past the girls‘