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.

me. No need to thank

sudden, the old man before her bowed

please get up. I

the charity to distribute all the supplies, the

of roads and bridges had nothing

old man to straighten up after

hurried away to arrange

was arranged to stay in the farmhouse adjacent to the one Tiffany

villagers busied themselves repairing and cleaning houses, short, they did everything they could

puzzled over the identity of the mystery benefactor.

devilishly handsome face suddenly appeared in her mind. She quickly shook her head.

the

at the village, it was already afternoon. After distributing the supplies, everyone sat

to time, a few dogs barked in

no entertainment

had set, the villagers would either

and Zoe were staying with the village

granddaughter named Grelle. As she was about the same age

play Slap Jack? Zoe whipped out a deck of cards

to dampen

age sat cross–legged on the bed and played Slap

moment, exclamations could

distant droning

by the sound, there must be dozens of helicopters

lively as a fluttering butterfly.

Zoe, you two carry on. I’ll go out and take a look and maybe help Grandpa

to play anymore. She

cheer her up, Tiffany offered to play with her. “Come on. Let’s play

once more, her eyes

after the game. I can’t

the two girls

commotion outside was getting louder. People carrying lanterns hurried past the