Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 454

The subordinates immediately got to work. It was easy enough to find a sewing kit in the servants' quarters.

But Alexia still didn't get it. She kept acting like the spoiled young lady she was, her voice sharp. "How dare you talk like that to your master?" Lorenzo just shook his head and laughed bitterly. He didn't know whether to call her naive or plain stupid.

Then again, it made sense. The Harper family had sheltered her all her life. She'd grown up thinking the world revolved around her.

Lorenzo smiled and slapped her across the face, making Alexia's head snap to the side.

Romeo stood up, anger flashing in his eyes. "Enough! She is still young. I will apologize on her behalf. Please don't take it out on her." In this situation, he had no choice but to try to smooth things over.

"Grandpa?" Alexia looked up, completely shocked.

This was the first time she had ever seen her grandfather apologize to anyone, especially not someone like this.

She couldn't understand why he was doing this. They were beneath them, yet Romeo was the one apologizing. It felt like a huge insult.

Her anger flared, and her eyes went red. She shouted, "Someone! Where are the bodyguards? Where's the butler? Where is everyone? Get these assholes out of my house!" But no one came, even when her voice cracked from yelling.

That was when Alexia realized something wasn't right. "Who are you? Why did you break into my house?"

Lorenzo smirked. "A little late for questions, don't you think?" He grabbed a needle from his subordinate, its sharp tip glinting in the light.

"Hold her down," he ordered, and his bodyguards moved to restrain Alexia.

She panicked as soon as she saw they were serious. She shook her head, her voice trembling. "I was wrong! I was wrong! Please, don't-don't come near me, please!" Lorenzo was never one to show mercy. The silver needle went in, and Alexia's scream filled the room.

Romeo rushed forward, but one of the men kicked him down without hesitation.

and this was the second time he had been knocked down in such a short time. Romeo struggled to get up, panting. His voice cracked as he tried to command,

and blood started dripping onto the floor,

the pain. It was so intense she thought she might pass out. She wanted to scream for help, but her body wouldn't let her. She couldn't even find the strength to speak, just weak, desperate sounds coming from her throat. The pain was

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this. She was his granddaughter, the one he'd watched grow up, the one he'd raised. But now, she was bleeding, and it was like a knife to his own

secret he had kept for over a decade- would be exposed. The dream of living longer, the

obsession was worth as much as his

and grinned, driving the needle in again. "Since you

was the definition of ruthless and cruel. Alexia's body shook with fear, tears streaming down her face as

She could barely get the

voice breaking as he finally

the secret, hidden for more than ten years, couldn't

to the ground, his eyes cloudy, filled with

any time. As soon as he heard it, he motioned

Romeo's yard, and it wasn't long before they found the tightly wrapped package buried beneath the soil. Lorenzo released Alexia and eagerly tore into the package. Under the layers of oilskin, a soft blue glow flickered quietly. It was the Treasure Box. The same mysterious, blue-colored object that seemed to pulse with a strange power. Lorenzo

immediately fired a flare into the sky. A firework bloomed

highly-trained assassins had disappeared, leaving the Harper estate like they had never been there

remained was chaos-blood, destruction, and the lingering smell of tears. Alexia was still on the ground, shaking uncontrollably, cold sweat dripping from her. "Alexia?" Romeo struggled to his feet and tried to move toward her, but Alexia's face was twisted in hate. Her eyes were swollen from

stretched painfully tight, making it impossible for her to speak. But her expression said it all-she

her grandfather for not giving up the Treasure Box sooner. If he had, maybe she wouldn't have had to

all. Everything he had lived for, every dream, every obsession-it had all

manor, practically grinning from ear to ear. He jumped