Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 570

The silhouettes of them stretched long shadows beneath the fading light of the setting sun.

The henchmen, accustomed to such scenes, had gradually learned to stay composed. Even when they saw Richard bending down to help Tiffany with her shoes, they no longer looked on in stunned disbelief as they once had.

By now, after countless displays of affection, they had become accustomed to witnessing such strange sights.

The private plane slowly ascended into the sky.

Nightfall descended, and a meteor streaked across the heavens.

Two and a half hours later, the private jet landed át Royal Bay.

John entered the lounge from outside and, with a respectful tone, said, “Mr. Hampton, we’ve arrived.”

Richard held up a finger to signal for silence.

John froze. When he looked again, he saw Tiffany fast asleep, nestled in Richard’s arms.

Understanding immediately, John quietly retreated.

Richard looked down at Tiffany, who slept like a contented cat in his arms, her body lazily curled against him. She had found a comfortable position, her face soft and innocent in its vulnerability. The sight of her made his heart melted and brought a warm, protective feeling to his chest.

Richard smiled faintly and gently placed a kiss on her forehead. “Little lazybones, we’re home.”

Suddenly, Tiffany stirred, her hand slapping lightly against his chin. Her voice, muffled by sleep, carried a hint of irritation. “Quiet!”

She was clearly still half–asleep.

Richard paused, then chuckled softly.

It seemed Tiffany had a little temper, even when asleep.

It made sense, though. During her time with the Azure Sea Royal Family, even though it was only a brief three days, Tiffany had been under constant stress. She had been pursued by assassins sent by Morwen, learned of her grandfather’s deteriorating health, and even discovered betrayal by those she trusted most.

She had placed so much faith in James, only to be deeply hurt.

body and

cheek, his

carefully picked her up and, with steady steps, walked toward

morning, sunlight streamed into the

hard. She opened her eyes to find Richard, dressed in pajamas and propped up on his

for a moment before reacting. “Didn’t I go home? Why did you bring me to

and promised you’d never leave me again?” Richard raised an eyebrow, his words effectively silencing Tiffany, “What, sleep with me and then act like you

“How would I

away by Richard’s charm and found herself unable to

adding, “Anyway, I’ll get used

thought. From the way she said it, it almost sounded like she was reluctant

rolled over and pressed her underneath him, his tone suddenly cold

to pull away, but

sky, casting

wasn’t until mid–afternoon that Tiffany finally got out of the

exercise“, she couldn’t shake the feeling that her body felt different after everything that had happened. She couldn’t quite pinpoint what had

It was odd.

dwell on it. She dragged

lunch, Richard’s phone started

piled up at the company, waiting for him to make decisions. Tiffany wiped her mouth and stood up. “Why

there was school to think

had ended,

were going with Melody and whether that makeup artist, Avianna, who had a miscarriage after being kicked

thought when she saw Richard bending down, his handsome face approaching hers, dark

on the face of Richard who

give

Mr. Hampton.” John nodded

into the car

get in the car.” John opened the car

later, they arrived

bench in the courtyard. His eyes were always focused on the road

only watching the road from the airport