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

gently stroked Tiffany’s cheek, his eyes filled with

her up and, with steady steps, walked toward his

morning, sunlight

rolled over in bed and accidentally touched something hard. She opened her eyes to find Richard,

froze for a moment before reacting. “Didn’t I go home?

again?” Richard raised an eyebrow, his words effectively silencing Tiffany, “What, sleep

recoiled. “How would I

had let herself get carried away by Richard’s charm and found herself unable to pull away, bound to him in

adding, “Anyway, I’ll get used

way she said it, it almost sounded like she

pressed her underneath him, his tone suddenly cold and firm. “In that case,

away, but it

sky, casting its light

mid–afternoon that Tiffany finally got out of the room after a shower,

happened. She couldn’t quite pinpoint what had changed, but there was an energy in her

It was odd.

but didn’t dwell on it.

Richard’s phone started

few days since he’d left Lovell City, work had piled up at the company, waiting for him to make decisions. Tiffany wiped her mouth and stood up. “Why don’t you go to the office now? I need to go

from home, there was school to

suspension had ended,

going with Melody and whether that makeup artist, Avianna, who

she saw Richard bending down, his handsome face approaching hers, dark eyes glinting

stepped forward and planted a quick kiss on the face of Richard who

give instructions to John. “Take Mrs.

John

then got into the car and headed to

Hampton, please get in the car.” John opened the car door, and Tiffany

later, they arrived at

in the courtyard. His eyes were always focused on the road ahead, only briefly glancing up when a car passed, then quickly looking away when he realized the person in the

was only watching the road from the airport side and hadn’t