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 the least bit

inwardly. She could not count on Sandra

this time. If she did not succeed on the first day,

had to get rid of this thorn

you guys sleep well last night? If

came well–equipped with loads of food, clothing, and other

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

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

provisions, their stay here

again. She immediately rolled her eyes. “There’s no need for

tears in her eyes, “I was just concerned for all of you. We’re all classmates and friends, but

incomprehension. “Huh? Haven’t I made it clear

obvious to all yet you still want to coy up to others. Aren’t

couldn’t help laughing

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

wanted badly to applaud

again, Melody was

He changed the topic and said, “Are you

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

location so that they could kick–start

never deliberately make things difficult

stood up and got

moment, there was a commotion

bodyguards emerged from the farmhouse and

a tall lanky figure

eyes were focused on the same spot in

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

had an imperious demeanor that could cow people into submission. The uppressive feeling people felt when facing him weighed down like a mountain, crushing

heart was pounding madly and she could

slowly approaching was

that he would show up

Kenneth gecovered himself and called out, “that you, Uncle? Why are

usual icy, languid tone though there was a steely edge to his voice that made

the question and said instead,

he heard that a benefactor had invested a