Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

In Kenneth’s memory, everything seemed to have returned to the past.

In the past, the girl with attractive facial features would always follow him. Wherever he turned around, he would see her smiling radiantly like a blooming flower, her expression filled with lively energy and mischievousness.

But at some point, he had personally pushed her far away.

Kenneth extended his hand like a drowning man grasping at the last lifeline. He lunged forward and pulled Tiffany into his arms. His mind was filled with thoughts of madness and possession….

He wanted to call her name.

Each time he called her, his voice trembled and was filled with a sense of pleading.

“Tiffany, Tiffany, I…” He thought, ‘I was wrong. I was wrong. I was so wrong that there’s no chance of redeeming it.‘

Kenneth lost all rationality, his strength surprisingly overwhelming. After toppling Tiffany, he lowered his head, wanting to kiss her by disregarding everything.

In the end, a slap could be heard.

Tiffany slapped him so hard that her hand went numb. Even though she could not see anything with her clear eyes, they were still filled with menace and coldness.

“Is this slap enough?” she asked.

Kenneth’s face was knocked to the side by the slap.

However, it was precisely because of this force that he suddenly shuddered, and the madness in his eyes slowly faded. Once he became clear–headed, his handsome face was filled with shock and regret.

He thought, ‘What did I just do? Damn it.’

Kenneth wished he could slap himself again. He thought, ‘Damn it. I didn’t even do anything to get involved with her, huh? This is already the second time.‘

Previously, he had been drugged by Sandra in the studio and had improper intentions toward Tiffany.

Even if his improper intentions toward Tiffany this time around were due to hallucination, at the end of the day, his hallucination was caused by the unspeakable thing in his mind.

Kenneth wished he could crash into the wall. After feeling vexed he said in an extremely low voice, “I’m sorry…”

even dare to look at Tiffany’s expression, afraid of seeing disgust, rejection, and disdain on her

Tiffany got up from the floor as

difficulty was already apparent at this level. The higher they

continued walking forward, holding onto

no obstacles on

scent once. He did not dare to repeat the same mistake. So, whenever he felt tempted upon walking a few steps, he would harshly do something to himself, either by giving himself a loud slap or a hard

the darkness and found the staircase that

scent gradually dissipated, and the lights lit up The entire area was brightly lit, and the crystal chandelier reflected the glazed tiles, casting dazzling, radiant beams of

that his disarray was exposed with nowhere to

would view me… Would

behind him slightly lowering her head, her long eyelashes casting a

cold and smooth skin was flawless and

was as beautiful as a

zoned out a little. He hesitated

her head in the direction of the

such an illusion, ordinary people will be trapped,‘ she thought. ‘Not everyone has a

“Let’s go.”

“Okay.”

moment he turned around, he

Fortunately, when I tried to knock Tiffany down earlier, I didn’t say anything that would expose my identity. So, to Tiffany, I’m just

his

was completely different from before. It was all mirrors. At a glance, the mirrors were tightly arranged. Standing in

by the sight that his vision

his head, explained the situation here to Tiffany, and said in confusion,

“A maze?” Tiffany said.

some reason, Tiffany did not find it difficult at all after listening to his description. Instead, it was as if she had already

way to go. Her

It was really strange…

the rope and took the lead

the route

familiar with this maze. If

large, and there are so many mirrors causing distraction, so getting out of this maze