Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 561

Unlike Richard’s open demeanor, Jeremy’s gaze briefly landed on Tiffany during the quiet moment. However, he quickly looked away, making sure no one noticed.

Minutes passed.

Tiffany’s fingers finally stopped moving. After focusing on hypnosis for so long, her throat felt dry.

Suddenly, a glass of water appeared in front of her.

Looking up, she saw Richard’s handsome face.

“Don’t stare at me. Drink,” he teased, a playful smile in his voice,

Tiffany rolled her eyes but took the glass, sipping the water. Then, she turned her attention to the Azure Sea King lying on the bed. Gently patting his shoulder, Tiffany called softly, “Grandpa? Grandpa?”

This time, she was careful, not wanting to jolt him awake.

The Azure Sea King’s eyelids fluttered. But before he could fully open his eyes, Ewan who had been unconscious on the floor, stirred awake first.

Finding himself sprawled on the ground, Ewan looked confused. His gaze landed suspiciously on Tiffany, and he almost blurted out, “Did you hit me?”

Before Ewan could say more, a faint cough came from the bed.

The king’s eyes opened.

Tiffany exclaimed, her face

and wonder. His lips trembled, trying

complain. “Your Majesty, this girl performed unauthorized

gaze fixed on

she needs to be

You dare suggest I punish my

the king’s words hit like a hammer. Ewan stumbled back, disbelief

the royal family’s granddaughter went missing years ago! This

Majesty… are you sure? Could you be mistaken?” Ewan dared to

it at Ewan. “Mistaken? Do you think I wouldn’t recognize my own flesh and

regretted

and taken on the challenge at Treasure Pavilion right under his nose. Michael had urged him

her. The delicate girl before him was the princess he had sought for thirteen years. Her features were unmistakable, though her once

welled up in the king’s eyes as he turned back to Tiffany.

Tiffany disappeared flooded his mind, the chaos, betrayal, and blood on the carpet. He had been too busy managing the crisis to protect her. By the time he realized traitors

thirteen years, he had lived with the guilt of failing her. He had lost not just his son and daughter–in–law that night but also the only granddaughter he had

Now, she was here.

heart ached at the sight of the king’s tears. She grabbed a tissue and gently wiped them away, patting his

softening. “And

trailed off as she looked down, hiding the guilt in her eyes. She felt like she’d failed him too

and smiled through his tears, his expression filled with love. “It’s not your fault, my child. My little princess has grown up and into such a fine young

sadness. Thirteen years of lost time could never be recovered, but

here now.