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.

fact, she did not appear the least

She could not count on Sandra

a few days this time. If she did not succeed on the first day, she would have a

what it took, she had to

a faint smile, “Did you guys sleep well last night? If you’re not used to it, I can. send some blankets

with loads of food,

of daily necessities, but he

blankets had been helpfully

provisions, their stay here was naturally

again. She immediately rolled her eyes. “There’s no need for that. We’re doing fine. We

eyes, “I was just concerned for all

look of incomprehension. “Huh? Haven’t I made it

yet you still want to coy up to others.

couldn’t help

not need help at all. She could single handedly render a group of

badly to applaud

again, Melody was

a look of resignation, Kenneth intervened and pulled Melody away. He changed the topic and said, “Are

to donate truckloads of supplies. They were going to fund the construction of a new school for the children in the village as

the charity and school had to help choose a location so that

go then. Work–wise, Tiffany would never deliberately make things difficult

up and got ready to set

moment, there was a commotion in

emerged from the farmhouse and

lanky figure came

eyes were focused on the same spot

peerlessly handsome face and deep icy eyes. He exuded an air of nobility, and his every move carried a laid–back classiness that was

the mortal world, he had an imperious demeanor that could cow people into submission. The uppressive feeling people felt when facing him weighed down

fists. Her heart was pounding madly

man who was slowly approaching

that he would show

called out, “that you,

usual icy, languid tone though there was a steely edge to his voice that made him even more unapproachable than

question and said instead, Tm just a

that a benefactor had invested a few hundred