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.

floor was the dining room, and the third floor was the ballroom she

brows, feeling her drowsiness

yacht at Moonlit Pier. Tiffany deduced if Morwen went to such trouble to plot against her, there would be no exception this

normal, so the only place to hide gasoline barrels and explosives would

the third floor. The area below is the storage room. It's dirty, Miss Kelly, better not go down and dirty your dress" If this explanation were given to any

and other odds and ends. No guest would want to

eyebrow

to panic, glancing around to find someone for help. But before she could call out. Tiffany struck

downstairs to the

she could

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check it out. Sure enough, the large warehouse was filled with rows upon rows of tightly sealed gasoline

yacht in flames.

the river, and with the deep

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

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

yacht to search for the remote-controlled explosives

them.

had a chance to set up the bombs on this yacht?' Frowning, she returned to the first floor. At the 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,

smiled and nodded,

turned and went back up to the third-floor

she rubbed 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 in a low

were setting it up, and my team observed for quite some time, but we still don't

probably doesn't have

Jeremy asked, "You checked?"