Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

As that thought slowly sank in. Tiffany wondered whether she was thinking too much.

She became drawn to that farmhouse unwittingly.

However, before she could get close, an unfamiliar bodyguard stopped her and said sternly. Our master needs to rest.

Please leave.”

Tiffany peeked inside, When she did not sense any familiar seen, she turned back.

She did not sleep well that night.

The next morning, the sound of roosters crowed in the distance. The air in the entire valley was extremely fresh. The distant mountains were lush and beautiful like a painting.

Wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys of every farmhouse as the villagers prepared their first meal of the day.

The village chief’s daughter–in–law had already laid out a sumptuous breakfast by the time Tiffany emerged from her room.

The daughter–in–law smiled shyly. “I was worried that you girls wouldn’t be accustomed to our food so I added more variety There’s toast, eggs and bacon, mashed potatoes, pancakes… What do you like…”

“Thank you.” Tiffany was not a fussy eater. She sat down and started scooping the potatoes.

The villagers here cooked with firewood stoves. Needless to say, the food cooked on such stoves had a fragrance that food. cooked on gas stoves did not have.

By the time Tiffany and Zoe finished their meals, Kenneth Harper and his group had also arrived.

As there were more people in the Harper group, they were allocated lodging at different parts of the village and so were more dispersed.

One room was freed up in various farmhouses for this purpose

On the way here, Melody Princeton was in a very good mood.

Sandra Olson said that she would take action against Tiffany on the first night of their stay in the village.

Therefore, something should have happened to Tiffany by now if Sandra’s plan succeeded.

However, when Melody arrived at the village chief’s house, she was dumbfounded..

What was going on? Why was Tiffany still sitting here eating breakfast? And she appeared so healthy too, with no signs of injury whatsoever.

she did not appear

was fuming inwardly. She could

stay in the mountains for a few days this time. If she did not succeed on the

what it took, she had to get rid of

well last night? If you’re

loads of food, clothing, and other modern

did Kenneth bring a load of daily necessities, but he also

like inflatable mattresses and blankets had been helpfully carried up the mountain by the local

and provisions, their stay here

“There’s

little wronged and asked with tears in her eyes, “I was just concerned for all of you.

of incomprehension.

yet you still want to coy

couldn’t help laughing

on par with Tiffany’s. During arguments, she did not need help at all. She could single

to

again, Melody

Melody away. He changed the topic and said, “Are

time was not only to donate truckloads of supplies. They were going to fund the construction of a new school for the children in the village

a location so that

Work–wise, Tiffany would never deliberately make things

up and got ready to set

this moment, there was a commotion in the

farmhouse

a tall lanky

e everyone present. All eyes were focused on

air of nobility, and his every move carried a laid–back

imperious demeanor that could cow people into submission. The uppressive feeling people felt when facing

clenched her fists. Her heart was pounding madly and she could not believe

was slowly approaching was really

would show up here in

long while. Kenneth gecovered himself and called out, “that you, Uncle?

his usual icy, languid tone though there was a steely edge

sidestepped the question and said instead, Tm

a benefactor had invested a few hundred million dollars in