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.

not appear

inwardly. She could not count on Sandra at

mountains for a few days this time. If she did not succeed on the first day, she would have a chance to do it on

what it took, she had to get rid of this thorn in

and asked with a faint smile, “Did you guys sleep well

well–equipped with loads of

load of daily necessities,

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

and provisions, their stay

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

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

look of incomprehension. “Huh?

you still want to coy up to others.

help laughing

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

wanted badly to applaud her

again, Melody was

pulled Melody away. He changed the topic and said, “Are you girls done

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

to help choose a location so that they could kick–start the project

Work–wise, Tiffany would never deliberately make

immediately stood up and got

there was a commotion

the farmhouse and stood neatly on

lanky figure

over e everyone present. All eyes were focused

man walked out slowly. He had a peerlessly handsome face and deep icy eyes. He exuded an air of nobility, and his every move

an emperor in the mortal world, he had an imperious demeanor that could cow people into submission. The uppressive feeling people felt when facing him weighed down like a mountain, crushing everyone until they could not

fists. Her heart was pounding madly and

was slowly approaching was really the indomitable Richard

he would

called out, “that you, Uncle? Why are you

was a steely edge to his voice

and said instead, Tm just a litle

that a benefactor had invested a few hundred million dollars in Melvor Mountain