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 bit

fuming inwardly. She could not count on Sandra

this time. If she did not succeed on

it took, she had to get rid of

you guys sleep well last night? If you’re not used to it, I can. send

came well–equipped with loads of food,

did Kenneth bring a load of daily necessities, but he also had servants serving him

been helpfully carried

such comfortable conditions and provisions, their stay

She immediately rolled her eyes. “There’s no need for that. We’re doing fine. We don’t need you to feign

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

exaggerated look of incomprehension. “Huh? Haven’t

so obvious to all yet you still want to

help

not need help at all.

to applaud

Melody

of resignation, Kenneth intervened and pulled Melody away. He changed the topic and said, “Are you girls done eating? If you are, let’s

supplies. They were going to fund

location so that

Tiffany would never deliberately make things difficult for

up and got ready to set

there was a commotion

bodyguards emerged from the farmhouse and

a tall lanky figure came

eyes were focused on the same spot in

exuded an air of nobility, and his every move carried a laid–back classiness that was so incongruous with

that could cow people into submission. The uppressive feeling people felt when facing him weighed down like a mountain, crushing everyone until they could

Her heart was pounding madly and she could not believe her

was slowly approaching was

think that he would show up here in

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

Can’t I come? Richard replied in his usual icy, languid tone though there was a steely edge to

said instead, Tm

that a benefactor had invested a few hundred million