Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

All the tender affection vanished.

Richard was stunned. He slowly looked down and saw that his white shirt was stained with blood, and an extremely sharp dagger was stabbed into his heart.

In front of him, Tiffany’s eyes were cold and distant. Little did anyone know the struggle in her heart and how hard she was resisting internally.

How she wished that it was all a dream. But it wasn’t. The reality was she stabbed him, and she was pushing the dagger further in inch by inch.

Tiffany could feel the dagger in her hand ruthlessly pressing into Richard’s heart. Bit by bit, it cut open his flesh, and blood oozed out. She pressed harder into his heart without hesitation.

Richard didn’t dodge or move, but his dark and deep–set eyes were filled with disbelief. “Tiffany…” He called out her name, and it was a cry of pain and shock.

John and the others, who were guarding outside, sensed that something was wrong. They immediately rushed in and saw what happened. Tiffany was smiling beautifully like an angel, whereas Richard stood straight and tall.

The two of them stood close to each other, and it was supposed to be an extremely loving and beautiful scene. Sadly, a dagger had penetrated Richard’s chest as he shared this intimate moment with Tiffany.

Bright red blood trickled down the handle of the knife, staining the carpet under their feet. The warmth was gone. What was left was and there was only coldness and a heart of stone.

John widened his eyes in shock. In the next second, his heart was filled with anger and worry. He immediately rushed forward with his men. “Mr. Hampton!” he cried.

“Get out!” A strong gust of wind blew, and all the men, including John, who was worried about Richard’s wound, were sent flying.

The entire room was in a mess, and the gust of wind wreaked havoc. All the men who were sent flying were smashed heavily against the wall.

and wrathful. His handsome face had turned vile. His eyes were filled with monstrous anger and murderous intent, and the temperature of

who was lying on the ground, felt his nerves taut. When the king rages,

gust was, Tiffany was left unscathed. Even though Richard was furious, he could not bear to

pieces. Her heart was hurting so much. It was

control. She heard herself saying, “Richard, do you think I really like

in his head and stared fixedly at Tiffany. His scorching and sharp gaze was

betrayed her. “Yeah,” she murmured. “I hated you from the very beginning. All I wanted was to get back at Kenneth. Now that I’ve got what I wanted, the

like a rose in full bloom, and her flawless face radiated the confidence of someone

figured,

voice dripping with lazy mockery.

Richard hurled his arm and grabbed her neck. Tiffany didn’t struggle. Instead, she said firmly, “You

defeated by the woman he loved most. He could’ve killed her right there and then, but he couldn’t bring himself to

grip on Tiffany’s neck. Very

the dagger with poison. Was she worried that I wouldn’t die

letting himself fall for Tiffany. Her smile had him wrapped around her finger, making him look like

John quickly got up from the ground and dashed to support Richard. The latter’s wound was too deep and

rapidly. It

to eat her up. It was the _complete opposite of how he used to smile at her like a silly

for the fact that Mr. Hampton didn’t want to harm

Richard and left the place with his men. “Where’s Mr. Pauley? Find Mr. Pauley! Hurry!”

the room next door. He gently stroked