Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 567

A sharp cry echoed through the chamber, and half the walls were instantly blown away

From the shadows emerged Richard, tall and imposing.

His clear and elegant face was flawless, but his eyes were steeped in hostility A palpable killing intent radiated from him, his powerful mura carrying a sense of destruction so overwhelming felt as though it could make hearts quiver and courage fail.

Tiffany froze, the attack in her hand faltering.

The masked man before her showed no such hesitation. The short knife in his grasp closed in, aiming for her body Her lips trembled as she murmured. “James… Is it you?”

The masked man’s hand hesitated–just slightly, almost imperceptibly.

But in the next moment, the blade surged forward again.

A sudden gust of wind erupted, and an invisible force stopped the blade just short of its mark.

Richard strode forward. His gaze fell on the wound on Tiffany’s wrist, and a fresh wave of hostility surged through him. With a commanding sweep of his hand, he sent the masked man hurtling through the air.

The masked man crashed into the wall with a thunderous impact, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to retreat but found himself paralyzed under Richard’s oppressive aura.

Tiffany stepped closer, crouching slightly.

With trembling hands, she reached out and pulled away the man’s mask.

The mask fell away to reveal James‘ face.

It really was him!

The last glimmer of hope shattered within her. Her face turned ashen, and she let out a string of bitter, broken laughs. “James… Why? Why is it you? Why?”

This was the person she had trusted most, the one she was closest to.

Yet here he was, the one who had driven the knife deepest into her heart.

to the ground. With great effort, he extended

intent surging as

She looked down at James, her voice cold and steady. “Don’t call me that. It’s

trust to

of her dependence on him, the guilt she’d carried for defying him in the past–it all crumbled to

out that everything

‘How laughable, she thought.

to him. Only then did

still remembered the day when she met James when she was

and said, “Call me James, and I protect

was deeply touched at

known her identity, her life, and her origins all along. He had merely been waiting

outdone yourself, spinning this honeyed web for more than

froze, his expression faltering

did everything for my sake, for my protection. But now I see it clearly. The reason you feared for my safety wasn’t out of concern for me–it was because my death would have jeopardized your plans, isn’t that right? No wonder you wandered aimlessly for so many years.

laugh, her voice tinged with irony. “I didn’t know you were doing that, running around, just

her

entered this forbidden land—a summoning she couldn’t quite explain. It was because James had been subtly feeding her something over the years to suppress her talents and abilities, ensuring she would be powerless when the

voice in her mind that she had mistaken for her

ensnared her. And she had walked into it

the end,‘ she thought bitterly, ‘I was the one

voice trembled with fury. “James, how could you be so cruel It’s one thing to lay your hands on me, but why June? She’s stayed by your side

mother once asked me the same thing. And my answer

sea. But in the end,

utterly

this is love? That you’re some tragic hero, giving

how she would feel if she knew what you’ve done? If she learned that her life came at the cost of her daughter’s, would she be touched? Not to mention whether life will even work. But let’s say you succeed. Let’s say she returns. When this insane plan of yours to bring the dead back she finds out what you’ve sacrificed–who you’ve sacrificed–do you think she’ll look

things in the name of deep love was totally a

just a flimsy excuse for his

back to life. When she wakes up, she won’t know any

she’ll prefer to die,” Tiffany interrupted, her lips curling into a mocking smile. “Still clinging to your delusions? She

into one of shock. A flicker of self–doubt crossed his