Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

The beautiful and spirited girl smiled brightly, and the adulation and delight in her eyes were unmistakable.

Her voice was clear and crisp like a lively and cheerful singing role.

Grelle followed Richard Hampton around. Even though she was kept away from Richard by John Ross, the tall lanky man and the petite, lovable girl looked somewhat compatible..

Tiffany only glanced at them before looking away.

Then, she got up and went straight to the back of the farmhouse where her line of sight was blocked.

As they said, out of sight, out of mind.

When he saw that slim figure shunning him again, Richard’s face clouded over and he stormed back into his own farmhouse.

Grelle wanted to follow him, but she was stopped by the bodyguard firmly. “Please leave. Otherwise, you have to bear the

consequences.

“…” Grelle bit her lip and felt a little sad.

The guest had tacitly allowed her to follow him from afar earlier Yet for some reason, as soon as he entered his farmhouse, he turned hostile toward her again.

He was so unpredictable.

After the bodyguards repeatedly chased her away, Grelle eventually left reluctantly

Zoe saw everything and was furious.

She called out to Grelle and demanded in a somewhat icy tone, Grelle, why do you keep pestering him?”

“Zoe, I’m not pestering him. My mother taught me that if I like someone, I can approach him bravely. I like the guest next door very much, so I…”

“But he doesn’t like you.” Zoe’s retort was swift

She cut Grelle off mid-sentence and then gave her a warning. “From now on, stay away from that guest.”

“W-why?” Grelle was frightened and baffled.

Zoe smiled faintly and enunciated word by word, “Because that guest belongs to Tiffany, understand?”

She did not care whether Grelle was doing it intentionally, or whether she was truly naive, or whether she was trying to chimb up the social ladder.

who wanted to

diurnal temperature range in Melvor Mountain was huge. She had caught a mild cold because she wasn’t

of the farmhouse. From afar, she saw five little kids under a big

an eight-year-old

hurriedly shouted, “What are you doing?

“Tiffany, we’re picking chestnuts for you. These

saw that there were indeed may green fruits under the

felt a little

supplies to the kids yesterday, they

she had for dinner last night was caught by the children in

too dangerous. This is enough.

I won’t play with you guys next

threat was indeed

on the tree heard this, he climbed down

climbing trees from a young age

was about to compliment him, the little kid lost

falling from such a

managed to break his fall, but the momentum

tree root on

the fight with those assassins. This old wound opened up again.

but

those little brats were cheering wildly at her heroics with sparkling eyes

Tiffany is

want to be as awesome as you when

went on

at once. If you dare to climb so high again, I’ll beat you up!” She even waved her

after collecting the chestnuts on the ground. As

whether to

up and took off her coat. Just as she was about to lift her shirt check, she heard a light cough behind her. “Cough,

in shock and saw Sidney Pauley. He

of being beaten

silently. “Mr.

that her

good terms with Richard that it was not

Sidney that well and it was quite awkward

and was about to leave when Sidney spoke again. “Don’t you want to ask