Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 565

Richard raised an eyebrow and followed Tiffany’s gaze to Garry, who was choking and tearing up. With a flat tone, he said. “Let him learn his lesson”

Even knowing that pressing the button would trigger a mechanism, Garry, acting impulsively, still went ahead.

Fortunately, it was only some smoke. If it had been a deadlier trap, Garry’s reckless move could have endangered everyone.

“Richard.” Garry wheezed, his voice full of guilt. “I know I messed up.”

He had acted carelessly, relying on Richard’s presence to fix anything dangerous. Now, Garry regretted it deeply, vowing not to repeat such a mistake.

Richard shot him a cold glance but said nothing.

A sudden gust of wind swept through the room, clearing the smoke in moments. The air became breathable again, and the group relaxed, coughing and catching their breath.

Garry let out a relieved sigh. “That wind came just in time!”

Then he froze, realizing something strange. ‘We’re indoors. There are no windows or openings. So, where had the wind come from?‘ Garry thought.

Slowly, he turned to look at Richard, who remained calm and unmoved. Before Garry could question Richard, the floor beneath them began to shake.

The vibrations grew stronger, and someone asked nervously, “Is it an earthquake?”

June, always sharp, crouched to examine the ground. “No, this isn’t an earthquake. It’s a mechanism activating.”

spoke, the floor cracked open a few feet away. The

jaw dropped. “No wonder we couldn’t find

building earlier, finding no signs of the person Tiffany was supposed to meet or any hidden chambers. The underground entrance, activated by the building itself shifting,

her unease growing stronger. Something beyond that doorway was pulling at her, an invisible force stirring

moved toward the tunnel. Richard, holding her hand, followed closely, his steady presence

like forever, spiraling deep into the earth. The walls were narrow, the air heavy, and the only sounds were their

the walls. Strangely, they appeared

and unadorned. Thick stone pillars lined the path to

onto the first pillar, releasing Richard’s hand. She was

first,” Richard said firmly. His usual relaxed demeanor gave

Tiffany nodded. “Alright.”

leading the way, the group followed cautiously, stepping from pillar to pillar. Despite

began to relax,

“There you are.”

voice was soft but unmistakable. June accidentally stepped on

did you

you okay?” June asked, noticing Tiffany’s

“I’m

they continued, the voice

“You’re finally here.”

words carried a strange weight, as though

unsure

response was immediate. “I’m