Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 511

Some people took the opportunity to quietly snap a few photos, while others went even further, filming live videos. The camera was almost on Tiffany's face, capturing every subtle expression she made as if they weren't willing to miss a moment of the drama. Just like after the engagement party, when Tiffany was accused of having a scandalous private life-secretly meeting with her lover and even injuring Richard-many people live-streamed themselves making a fuss at Cedar Ridge Villa.

Everyone seemed eager to take advantage of her downfall. Many saw it as an opportunity to make quick money by stirring drama for attention and profit. But once Richard regained consciousness, all those people were arrested and are still locked up in prison to this day. Tiffany looked up coldly. "Keep your phone away from me."

They were not only filming up close but even had the flash on. Talk about being dedicated to getting the gossip..

The man live-streaming suddenly caught Tiffany's piercing gaze For some reason, even though she was a notorious young woman, that look held an undeniable sense of authority.

The man flinched, and though he wasn't willing to miss the moment, he stepped back obediently, at least pulling his phone away from her face.

Grelle was still sitting on the ground. Tiffany looked down at her casually, her tone mocking. "What's wrong? Did the fall leave you unable to get up? Or are you waiting for the person you've been thinking about to help you up?"

Grelle's expression stiffened. She had stayed on the ground, hoping more people would witness Tiffany's arrogance and bullying. However, Tiffany calling her out made her look like she had overplayed the act.

As for Richard, Tiffany had guessed correctly, she did have that intention.

She had heard that Richard had just returned from a business trip and had landed at the same airport, arriving only ten minutes ago. It meant that he was about to appear any moment now,

Grelle struggled to get up from the ground, and as she did, her eyes caught a group of people strolling toward the airport entrance. The man at the front was tall and dignified, exuding an aura of authority and power that could be felt from a distance. It was none other than Richard.

Grelle's eyes flickered, and as she stood up, she pitifully called out, "Tiffany... please don't be so harsh with me. I've always seen you as my friend.

Tiffany was disgusted. "Cut the act, it's repulsive," she said.

After saying that, Tiffany prepared to leave, but Grelle just never learned. Not only did she approach her again, but she even grabbed her hand. Tiffany, now truly annoyed, swung her arm forcefully. Grelle screamed and then fell backward. Just as this happened, Richard approached. The onlookers quickly moved aside, not daring to provoke such an influential figure.

could easily catch her with a slight extension

on Tiffany. His brown eyes, sharp and piercing, seemed to burn with an unspoken intensity. Grelle fell straight down with a loud thud, falling flat onto the cold, unforgiving tiles. The crowd

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Grelle's eyes

and she was unable to get up from the ground in pain. She never expected that Richard, with only a step's distance, could remain so indifferent. His gaze remained cold and detached, never once pausing on her as if

and on the verge of tears, called out pitifully.

Grelle was hopeful, but then she watched as he walked past

instinctively stepping aside to give him room. She hadn't forgotten how Richard had ignored. her back in school. So, at that moment, she didn't expect

collar being yanked. Looking up, she found herself face

was stunned, unable to voice her confusion in time. Before she could react, Richard grabbed her

me!" Tiffany struggled, but in just a few steps, she was

the cold, authoritative

the command, immediately started the car. Tiffany finally

shrink to the side. Richard sat in the backseat, his posture and expression as impassive as ever-his emotions unreadable, leaving her unable to

for some reason,

shake the feeling

Richard looked especially pale

usually firm, thin

and his

appeared more drained. She

it be that the wound from the stab

the car grew uncomfortably silent, almost eerie. It wasn't until the luxury car came to a stop

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