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.

vile. His eyes were filled with monstrous anger and murderous intent, and the temperature of the room dropped to

nerves taut. When the king rages, a massacre follows. The brutal and ruthless

the gust was, Tiffany was left unscathed. Even though

so much. It was

was out of her control. She heard herself saying, “Richard, do you think I really

scorching and sharp

her mind resisted, her body 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 only thing left that’s useful to

was like a rose in full bloom, and her

so I figured, why

car, her voice dripping with lazy

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

This man, who had no weaknesses, was defeated by the woman he loved most. He could’ve killed her right there and then, but

know me. Very good.” Richard slowly released his grip on Tiffany’s neck. Very shortly, the poison spread, and his hands began to

worried that I wouldn’t die

wrapped around her finger, making him look like a complete fool. Richard stumbled back, utterly defeated, and

to support Richard. The latter’s wound was too deep and

rapidly. It looked like Richard was going

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

it wasn’t for the fact that Mr. Hampton didn’t

left the place with his men. “Where’s Mr. Pauley?

walked out of the room next door. He gently stroked Tiffany’s cheek and said approvingly, “Not