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.”

open a few feet away. The gap widened, revealing a

wonder we

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

her unease growing stronger. Something beyond that doorway was pulling

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

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

of candles along the walls. Strangely, they appeared fresh, barely burned. Someone

the bottom of the stairs, the tunnel opened into a vast, empty chamber. Unlike the grandeur above, this space was stark and unadorned. Thick stone pillars lined the path to a single structure

releasing Richard’s hand. She was

usual relaxed demeanor

Tiffany nodded. “Alright.”

followed cautiously, stepping from pillar to pillar. Despite their earlier worries, no traps or

they approached the building, Tiffany began to relax, until a faint voice echoed in her

“There you are.”

June accidentally stepped on Tiffany’s foot, leaving a small black scuff

“June, did you

are you okay?” June asked, noticing

a small smile. “I’m fine. Probably just imagining

voice returned, clearer and more

“You’re finally here.”

strange weight, as though charged

she whispered softly, unsure if the

immediate. “I’m