Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 558

Thinking about the scene from her dream, Tiffany felt a pang of frustration.

The dream had felt too real, and even though she knew it wasn’t true, she was still upset.

“I don’t want to talk to you anymore!” Tiffany exclaimed.

Richard couldn’t help but laugh a little at her sudden outburst, “Don’t worry,” he said reassuringly. “That wasn’t me. If you ever find yourself in danger, I’d save you, no matter what. Even if it cost me my life.

His tone was steady, his words sincere.

Tiffany blinked, taken aback by the weight of his promise. “What if you can’t save me?” she asked softly.

Without hesitation, Richard reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers.

“Then I’ll stay with you,” he said. “Life or death, heaven or hell, I’ll be by your side, no matter what.”

Tiffany’s heart trembled at his words, a strange warmth spreading through her chest. Richard’s promise stirred something deep inside her, filling the spaces where fear had taken hold with comfort and sweetness.

The deep sea didn’t seem so terrifying anymore.

Tiffany wrapped her arms around Richard’s neck and kissed him softly. “Me too,” she whispered.

warmth between them deepened as he kissed her again, slow and passionate. For a long moment, it was

cheeks flushed. She playfully smacked his

him a glare, but before she could say anything,

“I’m hungry!” Tiffany declared.

you,” Richard

released her, his gaze drifted toward her stomach with an odd expression, almost as if he were thinking. Tiffany’s heart skipped a

a certain someone had been indulgent last time, Richard seemed to have no self–control. And it was just Tiffany’s luck that her cycle had recently ended.

her seat, resting her chin

brought out

was still large and fully equipped. Someone had clearly stocked fresh ingredients before

attention. She took a bite and

and flavorful. Even the side dishes were impressive, both in presentation and taste. Tiffany couldn’t help but

admit it she’d found a

Tiffany wiped her mouth,

to go before reaching the open sea. By her estimation, it would take at least three

Tiffany Kelley sighed.

Blood Lotus, long thought extinct, was said to grow on a mysterious island that appeared only during specific tides. Tiffany remembered her grandfather telling her about it when she was young. He’d explained that you could

searching for clues. But after a while, exhaustion overtook her, and she drifted

sound of movement. Rubbing her eyes, she noticed the yacht’s driver leaving in a small speedboat. Confused,

frowning. “How are we

and pointed to the sky.