Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 510

After returning to the hotel, Tiffany began packing her belongings. She hadn't brought much, so it was quick work. But midway through, there was a knock at the door. Looking through the peephole, she was surprised to see the Ashton family's butler.

"Is there something you need?" Tiffany asked as she opened the door.

The butler handed her a thick stack of documents

"What's this?" Tiffany took the stack and was immediately shocked. The documents contained detailed information about Victor's assets, including his properties and businesses.

Among them were records of the many Treasure Towers scattered across various cities-dozens of them, their value beyond. meas

Tiffany thought. Did Mr. Ashton leave me all his assets before his passing"

Tiffany immediately pushed the documents back and refused, saying, "I don't accept rewards for nothing. I came here to treat Mr. Ashton, not for this. I can't accept such a payment."

"This is not a payment, the butler said, wiping away tears as his voice trembled. "Tomorrow is Mr. Ashton's funeral. These assets are all meant for you to inherit. He asked for nothing else, only that he could hear you call him 'grandpa'at his grave. It is Mr. Ashton's final wish She thought, "After being trapped by this obsession for over a decade, in the end, all he wanted was to hear me call him grandpa?"

Tiffany blinked. "But..." she began, though she didn't care about her background. In previous encounters, Tiffany had carried the Kelley family narne, which would always make her their daughter. She had no desire to dig into the past, nor did she want to uncover the truth "Please take these documents back. I won't accept any of the assets listed here. As for Mr. Ashton's funeral tomorrow, I will attend. Consider it my way of sending him off on his final journey, Tiffany said.

She thought, If calling him grandpa is what it takes to make him rest in peace, I'll say it as many times as needed.

"Miss Kelley. the butler called.

"Please take care, Tiffany said as she closed the door.

Jeremy was standing quietly, watching her. He asked, "Aren't you

I'm not," she replied. She had no memories from before she was five. Everything she could recall was related to the

or Eric, they had all treated her well. Over the past decade or more, she had

bedroom, but suddenly, a soft thud

as

turned and saw Jeremy kneeling on one knee. He performed a regal, royal gesture-elegant and respectful-and then slowly spoke, "But the king is waiting for

driven by a mission he was destined to complete in his lifetime. Even when he left last time, it was to find the person he was searching for. But she never expected that he would straightforwardly expose her true identity.

a bit helpless. She stepped forward to help him, saying,

his gaze intense as he said, "Just like you saw with Mr. Ashton today, the king won't be able to hold on much

lingered vividly in her mind from the hospital earlier

sure whether she had any relation to the Ashton family. It could have been a misunderstanding or just a coincidence. Perhaps she had been mistaken,

genuinely investigated, no one could say for sure. But the most important thing was that Victor was no longer alive, and

to his room, he sent a message to the king. It was brief and concise, with just one sentence: [Safe and sound, the

sent to disguise himself and stay close to Tiffany as part of a secret

Tiffany, he had never noticed this detail. If it hadn't been for the black bear recognizing Tiffany or

moment of thought, Jeremy recounted the events from the cruise earlier that day, roughly conveying the message: [Be cautious of Morwen

was ruthless, and no one knew what other actions she might take, It was always better to be cautio The next day. Tiffany kept her promise and attended Victor's funeral. At the funeral, she dropped her knees before the tombstone, bowed, and called out "Grandpa" three

other members of the Ashton family to storm forward, eager to cause trouble for Tiffany. However, he immediately had his people block their way, preventing them from getting any closer.

of the

assets that don't belong to

smirked, and with a few swift kicks, the leading troublemakers were sent flying 7 feet

if to say something, but in the end, he remained