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.

her by the waist, pulling her close. The warmth between them deepened as he kissed her again, slow

She playfully smacked his shoulder. Richard

him a glare, but before she could

“I’m hungry!” Tiffany declared.

you,”

an odd expression, almost as if he were thinking. Tiffany’s heart skipped

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. ‘Surely, I can’t

her seat, resting

minutes later, Richard brought out two steaming hot

the yacht was still large and fully equipped. Someone had clearly stocked fresh

immediately caught Tiffany’s attention. She took a bite and couldn’t help but

dishes were impressive, both in presentation and taste. Tiffany couldn’t help but be surprised. For someone as pampered as Richard, his

to admit it she’d found

meat, Tiffany wiped her mouth, completely

sea. By her estimation,

Tiffany Kelley sighed.

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

gazed at the sky, searching for clues. But after

of movement. Rubbing her eyes, she noticed the yacht’s driver leaving in a small speedboat. Confused, she turned to Richard, who lounged on the deck, relaxed and

frowning. “How are we supposed to

pointed to the sky.