Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 564

The scene was bleak and lifeless.

The land inside the forbidden area was barren, devoid of grass or any signs of life. Exposed rocks jutted out sharply, casting eerie shadows.

Separated by the iron fence, the contrast between the two sides was striking. Outside, while the plants had lost their leaves to autumn, some greenery still persisted. Pine trees stand resilient among the seasonal changes. Inside the fence, however, there was only desolation.

Even the crows circling above seemed reluctant to fly over this wasteland, as though instinct warned them to stay away.

The group took in the view with unease. Despite the strangeness of the scene, the well–trained subordinates maintained their composure. One of them turned to Tiffany and asked, “Madam, the path is open. Shall we proceed?”

Tiffany agreed, “Let’s go.”

She didn’t get back into the car but instead led the way on foot, Richard walking beside her with his hand in hers. The rest of the group followed closely.

The moment they stepped onto the barren ground, they could feel a change in the air. It was thinner, heavy with a strange, stale quality that made it difficult to breathe. Tiffany frowned, her discomfort clear.

Noticing this, Richard waved his hand, and a light breeze swirled around them, dispersing the stale air and making it easier to breathe.

Tiffany glanced at him. “This place is so empty. Could it be that the person we’re looking for got scared off because we brought so many people?”

hadn’t specified that she needed to come alone. This

away. Instead, he pulled a lollipop from his pocket, unwrapped it, and held it up to Tiffany’s lips. “You must be tired from walking. Have something

Tiffany accepted without hesitation.

steps, and he’s already pampering her. No one cared when I was struggling to

before responding dryly,

Gary sighed.

remained tense. The eerie

were out for a leisurely stroll. His relaxed demeanor came not from carelessness but confidence, an assurance that nothing here could truly threaten

subordinates felt a wave of relief. Though they remained alert, their earlier tension

several hundred feet, there were still no

joke?‘ Tiffany thought. Refusing to believe it, Tiffany

some distance, the barren landscape

Despite its decay it still retained traces of its former glory. The size and intricate architecture hinted

in her tracks, staring at the structure. A strange, uneasy feeling gripped her chest. It was as though something inside was calling to her, pulling her closer with an

low. “I feel off. There’s something dangerous about

gave

they stepped forward together, entering

surprisingly well–preserved. The floors were clean, the furniture, like the table, chairs, and antique vases, were neatly arranged. Even the paintings

have incredible treasures, but I didn’t expect this. Look at these paintings. They’d

a waste to leave