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.

short, Zoe regarded anyone who wanted

Mountain was huge. She had caught a mild cold because she wasn’t quite used

farmhouse. From afar,

gazes and saw an eight-year-old boy climbing high up in

shouted, “What are you doing? Come

little kid up there said proudly, “Tiffany, we’re picking chestnuts for you. These wild

the ground and saw that there were indeed may green fruits under the tree. They were all wild

felt a

the kids yesterday, they kept bringing all kinds of delicious

had for dinner last night was

dangerous. This is

“Hurry up, or I won’t play

threat was

tree

kids were used to climbing trees from a young age That boy

as Tiffany was about to compliment him, the little kid lost

falling from such a height

catch the kid. She managed to break his

the protruding tree root on the ground

night, she was injured in the fight with those assassins. This old wound opened up again. Tiffany could even feel blood seeping into her clothes bit

winced but

her heroics with

is so

teach me? I want to be as awesome as you when I grow

went

drove them away and said fiercely. “Go back at once. If you dare to climb

the chestnuts on the ground. As they ran, they

not know whether to laugh

away, she carefully stood up and took off her coat. Just as she was about to lift

Pauley. He was smiling brightly. “Long time no see, youn

he not afraid of being beaten

shirt silently. “Mr. Pauley, why are you

she felt that her

was on such good terms with Richard that it was not surprising for him to tag along wherever Richard

did not know Sidney that well and it was quite awkward to talk to him alone. Thus, Tiffany

about to leave when Sidney spoke