Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 506

Morwen held back her frustration and forced a smile, saying, "Originally, the theme for today's ball was a costume I didn't want to make everyone go through the hassle. So, it's just a fun masquerade ball instead. "Here, we have masks in many different styles. Go ahead, pick one."

party, but

As soon as Morwen Xanthus finished speaking, a masked maid stepped forward with a tray full of masks of different styles: and shapes.

What's she up to now? Tiffany found it amusing but still picked a dark purple mask that looked mysterious and alluring.

Jeremy picked the same style with an expressionless face. It seemed whatever Tiffany did, he would follow.

Seeing this, Morwen felt a pang of jealousy.

She didn't understand what was so special about Tiffany that someone was always there for her. Previously, it was Richard. Now, here was another man.

Though she didn't know who he was, his appearance and presence suggested he was not an ordinary man.

"Tiffany is so shameless! Flirting with just anyone she meets! Morwen sneered inwardly and then turned to greet other guests.

The yacht was large, and it was filled with lively music and people dancing. The rich aroma of wine drifted through the hall. It was both intoxicating and a little boring for Tiffany

She stifled a yawn. She'd been thinking about Victor's situation all night, so she hadn't slept well. Drowsiness crept in, and she got up, saying, "Tll take a walk to shake off the sleepiness"

Jeremy was about to follow but stopped when Tiffany gave him a look. He could only sit back down.

Tiffany wandered out of the ballroom and walked toward the back of the yacht.

kitchen, where all the food was prepared. The second floor was the dining room, and the third floor

her brows,

barrels of gasoline and remote explosives on the yacht at Moonlit Pier. Tiffany deduced if Morwen went

only place to hide gasoline barrels and explosives

area below is the storage room. It's dirty, Miss Kelly, better not go down and dirty your dress" If

bottom storage deck was used to store supplies, meats, and other odds

raised an eyebrow and

to panic, glancing around to find someone for help. But before she

downstairs to

doorway, she could smell

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large warehouse was filled with rows upon rows of tightly sealed gasoline barrels. She counted and realized there were

be enough to engulf the entire yacht in flames. If a fire broke out, chaos would

then, the yacht would have already reached the middle of the river, and with the deep waters all around,

to kill her That way, Tiffany's death would look like an accident, not a murder.

and flow along the floorboards into the river below. Tiffany moved through the storage room, puncturing the barrels one by one until they were all empty except for the

walked around the yacht to search for

them.

staircase, Tiffany saw the maid she had knocked out still lying there, she walked over and nudged her, saying, "Hey, wake up. The maid groggily opened her eyes and, upon seeing Tiffany, instantly remembered the events before she had blacked out She quickly blocked the staircase, exclaiming, "Miss Kelly, you can't go into

and nodded,

and went back up

her neck. She tried to recall what happened but couldn't remember anything, so she decided to put aside the strange fact that she had fainted for no apparent reason. Back in the ballroom, Tiffany sat beside Jeremy and asked

sure, Jeremy replied. "I heard she arranged for this cruise ship on short notice. A lot of people were setting it up,

probably doesn't have one," concluded

Jeremy asked, "You checked?"