Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 560

The wind howled in their ears as waves around them suddenly receded.

In an instant, the lotus flower was right in front of them.

Tiffany reached out without hesitation.

“I got it!” she exclaimed.

As soon as the herb was in her grasp, the tide surged, and the entire island was swallowed by water. The waves rose higher, threatening to engulf everything.

Richard quickly flew back to the yacht with Tiffany.

Miraculously, they weren’t even damp.

Tiffany carefully placed the herb into a box she had prepared. Then, glancing at the restless waves below, she frowned. “This doesn’t feel right. Is it about to rain?”

Richard nodded. “We need to leave now.”

The sea was unpredictable, and with storms and tornadoes in the mix, it could turn deadly in an instant.

Richard led Tiffany to the yacht’s control room, pressed a few buttons, and the vessel sped away.

Not long after, heavy rain poured down in torrents.

“Just our luck,” Tiffany muttered, glancing at Richard. She noticed his calm expression as he steered the yacht. His eyes held steady confidence, no trace of worry or panic.

composure put

massive vortex formed behind them. The swirling winds and waves drew

shifted. The towering waves

out a

the area, the sea calmed, but the darkness lingered. The surrounding waters were pitch–black, with nothing visible in any

Tiffany’s hand gently, saying, “Get some rest. We’ll be

heading upstairs, she curled up on

up, daylight was streaming

rubbed her eyes and noticed the yacht slowing to a stop by the shore. “Oh, we’re here already? That felt faster than the trip

and stepped off the yacht with her. They didn’t waste any time and

journey was smooth, and soon they were standing in the king’s chambers. Tiffany turned

“But he hasn’t woken up since he

eyes flickered to the box in Tiffany’s hands, his expression shifting to surprise and relief.

everyone

and doctors. However, an elderly

leaving!” Ewan declared. He remembered it was this same girl who caused the king to throw up blood. Ewan

hardened. “Leave, or I’ll

always treated His Majesty. If anyone should leave,

argue, Tiffany interrupted calmly. “It’s fine. Let him

want to

expression turned cold

an icy weight, and Ewan stiffened, not understanding why a noble like

coldly. “Who are you to speak to

back. “I didn’t mean any disrespect.” Ewan stammered, but by then, the doors had closed,