Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 459

Curiosity kills the cat. Romeo had warned his stubborn grandson time and time again not to dig into the Treasure Box.

He had told him countless times to leave it alone, not even to mention it to anyone. Kenneth had promised just as many times, but in the end, he hadn't really listened. The result? A brutal, bloody backlash-one that couldn't be undone, no matter how deep their regret ran.

Romeo, so furious he nearly fainted, felt a rush of anger and bitter regret. He had managed to keep the Treasure Box safe for over a decade, relocating it often to avoid detection. But a simple mistake-a chance encounter where Kenneth discovered the box's hiding place-had unraveled it all.

This investigation had exposed everything, and now there was no one left to blame.

As Romeo slumped back onto the bed, his face drained of color and his breathing grew erratic.

His men, alarmed, quickly called for a doctor. After a quick check, the doctor's face grew grim. "He's having a myocardial infarction. Move him to the resuscitation room, now!"

The nurses quickly wheeled Romeo away, leaving Kenneth standing alone, his arm hanging at his side. He looked lost, defeated.

"It's all my fault," he muttered, voice barely a whisper. All for a curiosity he couldn't control, for doubts he refused to let go of. He'd wanted answers, yet those answers had brought calamity on his family.

"Grandpa." Watching the emergency room light turn red, Kenneth felt the weight in his chest grow. The empty hallway felt vast, cold, like he was standing alone in an open field, each gust of wind hitting him like shards of ice. Covering his face, he felt his hands begin to shake.

Tiffany sighed and stepped forward. "He'll be alright."

With her spirit herbs strengthening Romeo's heart and extending his life, if that still couldn't save him, her reputation as the Miracle Healer might truly be on the line.

But some wounds-well, no amount of herbs could heal those scars completely.

Tiffany wasn't sure how to comfort Kenneth, so she left a small, white glass bottle by his side and slipped away quietly.

*****

Back at Luna Villa, Tiffany rubbed her temples and went straight down to the Medicinal Haven in the basement.

on the table The

vision was still a bit blurred but would be fully

she nicked her palm with a small knife, letting a few drops of her blood blend in; being immune to poisons, her blood added extra resistance to the mixture. Then, she placed a careful 5% of the blend into the alchemy furnace. Seven hours would be enough for the

look of concern. "No one is going to recognize

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wound, disinfecting and treating it. The wound was deep-a bullet had grazed her, leaving a harsh cut on her once-perfect skin. Anyone who saw it would feel a little tug of sympathy. June worked carefully, trying not to hurt Tiffany more than necessary, but the disinfectant and medicine still stung. Tiffany didn't flinch

few minutes later, June finished and said, "You should get

her head.

"We're almost there. Just seven more hours, and everything will be done. I can't let anything

that things were finally settling down, she refused

heart ache. But she knew there was no changing her mind. "Alright, I'll

eyes closed, but she didn't fall asleep. For the next seven hours, June didn't leave her side, either. When the alchemy furnace finally opened, Tiffany quickly packed up the ten or so pills that were ready. She wasted no time, hurrying out of the basement. "Prepare the car," she said, already moving toward the door. She was

rain was still coming down, and the

afternoon, and Tiffany was struggling to stay awake. As Royal Bay grew

he was doing and how much longer he could last.

*****

Royal Bay, Sidney was pacing, his brow

Medicine could only help for so long, but if it stopped working, the only thing left would be death. "Why isn't he awake yet?" Sidney muttered to himself, his

the bed.

had-handsome, serene, but still. His eyes were closed, and even in his deep sleep,

up and shook his shoulder. "Come

like this, they would really be