Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

The imposing convoy left Cedar Ridge Villa, and Charlie clicked his tongue in frustration, saying, “What was that all about?”

Tiffany comforted him by gently rubbing his back, saying. “Dad don’t be upset. It’s just some shares that were sold. We can repurchase them later”

“Silly girl.” he said, finding it easy to say such things.

Morwen was confident because the Azure Sea Royal Family had wealth to spare. The shareholders sold all their shares without hesitation because the terms she offered were too temping. Prices far exceeded expectations, making them eager to sell.

With at least forty percent of the shares under her control, it would not be easy for them to repurchase them.

Charlie sighed, thinking. This is no longer just about inoney”

Tiffany, however, remained unconcerned. She patted Charlie’s back soothingly, as if comforting a child, and said. “Don’t be upset. Dad. Those shares will come back. I promise.” It was laughable; she had countless ways to deal with someone, and Morwen was hardly a challenge.

Thalia felt a bit worried and couldn’t help but remind Tiffany, “Tiffany, don’t get involved, and don’t let Richard interfere. We should handle our family matters ourselves

This marriage was viewed as the Kelley family trying to align themselves with the Hampton family. With the company facing a crisis, asking Richard for assistance wouldn’t be difficult, but others would have their opinions.

They might spread rumors and gossip, accusing them of betraying their daughter for favors. In these times, it’s common to hear bitter remarks from those who can’t get what they desire.

Tiffany nodded and replied, “I know.” She never intended to involve Richard in this matter. It was a trivial issue that she could handle on her own.

Not long after Morwen and her convoy left, David returned with Eric unharmed in the back seat. “Dad, Mom, sis, what happened? Did we have guests just now?”

you up and drop you off from school. And

Eric nodded obediently. For him, there was no need to ask why; whatever Tiffany said was like an order, and he would

his obedient nature, feeling both heartbroken and proud. Having a treasure like Eric

continued to parade through the streets. Inside the car, Morwen sat with hier tension–filled maids, all too aware not to utter a word, fearing they might provoke her and earn

smiling instead. She showed no trace of the anger she had felt at

that Tiffany had no recollection of the events from her childhood. Not only had she forgotten, but she also seemed utterly oblivious to any concept or doubts surrounding those memories. This revelation was genuinely

her joy, wanting to laugh aloud. The fact that Tiffany didn’t remember meant no one knew her true identity, making it much easier for Morwen to eliminate her without any support or obstacles. With this thought. the tension that had gripped her all

maids couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Xanthus, what have you so

said, leaning back in her seat, radiating arrogance and

had spent a long time in Lovell City with the person he sought right under his nose, yet he remained oblivious. Meanwhile, Morwen had just arrived and quickly found the

smile forming on her lips. During her time in Lovell City, she was determined to find a way to eliminate

true identity was something she couldn’t let anyone find out and had to guard fiercely. Once she eliminated Tiffany and severed the royal family’s only bloodline, she would wait for the king to pass away.

a decade of

closed her eyes to rest, she imagined herself ascending to that supreme position, with everyone bowing at

maid exchanged glances with the others and quietly asked, “Miss Xanthus, do you still want to

the

on her face. “What’s taking so long? Haven’t you with

to handle matters, and within just over an hour, they swiftly secured several shareholders through

dealt

a tough nut to crack, refusing to be swayed no matter how tempting

declared with confidence, “Keep at it until he agrees! No matter what, she was determined to secure the Kelley family company. Richard was